A Game Of Russian Roulette.

"Make it stop, make it end; 18 years pushed to the ledge." - Rise Against (Make It Stop)

Temptations, savored, a taste of death;

Life slipping further down, to your last breath.

Bang, bang; goes the deadly weapon,

On which your life depends.

Sink through skin, tear the flesh;

Against the temple a gun you did press.

Bullets, shiny and smooth, one by one

You load them into the gun.

Sweet melody singing to your screams,

Pulling out images only seen within your dreams.

Six loaded in, your finger is on the trigger;

Itching to pull it, ending your life, you figure.

A sequence you imagine, Russian Roulette;

One game you will never forget.

A twitch, a mistake; drowning in despair.

Now you finally realize, someone did care.

Puddled on the floor, I now do see;

An empty shell, a crimson lake, a girl who could never be free.

The weapon still gripped within your hand,

As slowly I watch life from your eyes, trickle like sand.

A surrendered white flag to this life you gave,

Another life, so treacherous, I couldn't save.

Leaning down, fingers connect, complete;

Acceptance that death is one thing you cannot cheat.

Author's Note

Dark, and sad.
And I think I'm ready to start putting captchas within my author notes to show you how dumb they are.
This one: olchi

Reviews

[ATG]

As you said in the Author's note, it was indeed sad and dark, but it was also well written. It flowed very well and it was definately interesting.

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

This was a good write. That is a game that could become mentally scarring.....well I loved the piece. It was dark and beautiful. Thanks for sharing.