Two Bullet Suicide
Two bullet suicide
The first time didn't do it right
So you set it up again
You'll get off the train
While piercing your brain
And comin' off your track
A crowd stands around
A pool of you on the ground
Drying in the ochre sun
As if eyes of a dove
You see from above
A scene forms down below
You strain from crying out
There's no sound in your shout
What fills your ears is hollow to the world
Four men kneeling down
Lift you from the ground
And spirit you away
Three bells, you hear them toll
The church is getting full
Now it's spilling out the sides
You hear 'em sing, you see 'em pray
Then they're taking you away
To a void among the green
They put you down into the pit
Where the earth removed will never fit
It always leaves a sullen mound
And forever from this day
You'll start to fade away
From those you left behind
Further from their minds...
Slipping more in time...
Until you've blown away.
Copyright © Jim David | Year Posted 2013
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