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A twinge of fear evolves from deep within
as I stare at the inhumane markings tattooed on my skin
Right in my palm lies the reason for my condition
a five-second glance leaves a bowlful of suspicion
A story is told through the bruises and scars
follow them down my legs .. and up my arms
Praying to progress while constantly looking back
cherishing the present while reminiscing on the past
The feel of death circulates around me
while the pool of blood attempts to drown me
Time slowly passes .. I remain paralyzed
as the moisture begins to fill my eyes
Its at the point that I realize .. that this is it
I can't go on .. I have to quit
The journey ends here for the road's too rocky
the mountain's too tall .. the devil has blocked me
As my hands collapse around the weapon
I raise it higher and my life is threatened
My mind begins to race through time
rocking back and forth and side to side
Unanswered questions .. single sided thoughts
battles won .. wars yet fought
Despair deprives me of my breath
suffocating .. pain fills my chest
Agony strikes .. im screaming for help
though no one can hear me but myself
My voice is trapped behind my teeth
my lungs are burning .. I cannot breathe
The end is near .. I'm blacking out
the loss of blood is maxing out
The icy metal in my hand
is the key component to my plan
Slowly pushing back the trigger
jaw clenched .. eyes bigger
The bullet escapes from its trap
all that’s heard is one loud snap
and then it all fades to black ..
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