Trigger
Take a breath, close my eyes and pull
No more heartache, no more sorrow.
End it today, not tomorrow. No second.
Thoughts, no sad good byes, raise it up.
And hold on tight. TR D
Pull it, squeeze it, IG O
And bring the end. G I
No more headache. ER. T
Never any sorrow, — END IT —
Forget the terrors,
Hold up the gun
the end is here.
Waste a bullet,
Not a breath,
Pull the trigger
Until there is
Nothing left.
Copyright © Ashton Anderson | Year Posted 2020
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