My Last Breath

As you turn away

I look at the empty room around me

You take my hand and look at me with saddened eyes

I take a deep breath

You lead me away from the public eye

The room closes in on me

You pull me to a stop and meet my eye

I clench my fist and squeeze my eyes shut

You say your words slowly and quietly-like your explaining something to a scared child 

I lift the gun to my head 

You kiss my forehead softly 

I ready the gun for it's duty

Your hand leaves mine

Tears fall down my cheeks

You turn away

I take my last breath 

Reviews

[Mr. Revan]

a gun is not an implement for suicide.

its for homocide.

^_^