Loaded Fingers

April 2, 2009
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What if our fingers were loaded?
And at any given moment, you could take your life.
During school? At home?,
In the middle of the night when everyone’s asleep?
Slowly, ever so slowly you raise that hand with the unexpected bullet.
Yeah you joke and kid around.
But what if your fingers were loaded,
Ad you took your life?
Deep Breathe…
What’s going on?
My head…
There’s blood, what happened…
I feel light headed.
You fall to your knees…
What will my friends think?
Will they be missing me?
Ambulance Sirens…
Will I live, will I be alright?
I know I don’t see a light.
Emergency Room…
Everything’s slow, soundless, am I alive?
Beep. Your heart stops…
Now that I’ve given you this advice,
I hope you’ll think twice before you mess with loaded fingers.

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xXxFallingTearsxXx said...
Apr. 24, 2009 at 12:49 am
I really like this poem. Great job!
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