Russian Roulette

Russian Roulette

A Poem by SilentAuthor

Take the seat in front of me
Leave your fear at the door
Place the money on the table
Your confidence I implore

Your darkened gaze is just like mine
Your face expressionless
Your palms press dryly on the table
The severity of this I can not stress

The crowd around us gathers
The cheers are growing loud
The bets are being finalised
The end will soon be vowed

You take your gaze away from mine
And you look around the room
You watch the crowd grow anxious
Waiting our inevitable doom

Upon the table a box is placed
Inside, our metal death
As the box is opened
We can't help but hold our breath

I notice your hands start to tremble
Fear you subtly show
Sweat is showing on your skin
Your emotions no longer hollow

The two of us chose to play this game
To partake in the deathly duet
We have accepted to be a part of
The game of Russian Roulette

A polished revolver reflects the light
And the crowd emanates a gasp
Before they all go silent
As the handle you reach to grasp

As you load the silver bullet
I glance to the crowd to see
The one I always dream about
The woman who set me free

The beauty of my heart and soul
The reason of which I breathe
I wish she hadn't followed me
This she shouldn't see

Back to you my gaze resides
As the single bullet spins
You look to the revolver in your hand
And I see you slightly cringe

You're not as strong as what you started
You are having second thoughts
Showing you are the smarter one
As you start to become distraught

I glance again towards my love
Whose hands sit at her heart
She begged me not to leave the home
She pleaded for me not to depart

I asked her not to follow me
I told her I'd be back
She didn't need to know these actions
She needed to keep her heart intact

The lights grow dim, the crowd grows silent
You are the first to test your fate
To your temple the revolver sits
You have lost your chance to escape

The count of three and the trigger is pulled
As every breath is held
Your eyes you open slowly
Your relief is unparalleled

You drop the revolver on the table
And sigh with deep relief
Death you luckily cheated
Everyone is grateful of this disbelief

Another glance to my love
And I see the tears in her eyes
I feel the dread wash over me
I know this decision was unwise

My fingers wrap around the handle
And bring the revolver near
The only thing I hear is my breathing heart
The only thing I see is my dear

I take a breath and again a glance
As the room goes silent
I see her cover her face with her hands
Her tears make her eyes become vibrant

I wish my love would look away
Please just turn away from me
Leave this room, just walk away
This she won't want to see

The silver barrel sits upon my temple
The thought is truly bitter
A final glance to my love
Then I pull the trigger

© 2014 SilentAuthor


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Added on March 12, 2014
Last Updated on March 12, 2014
Tags: Russianroulette, gun, deal, death, game, trigger