Pull the Trigger

Here we stand,

Eyes locked tight,

Finger on the trigger.

The tense air,

Constricts my lungs,

The bitter taste,

Burns my tongue.

Movement is suicide,

Death from falling tears.

Show your face,

Wicked creature.

But a reflection-

Has no hands,

Thought consumes me.

Removing the mask,

The misery is tangible,

Rage building inside-

Screaming,

My lungs bleeding,

Pull the trigger,

End this fast.

Living as nothing,

An empty shell,

The hot barrel,

The pain is numb.

Here we stand,

Nightmares pass-

Fade to black.