Something strange happened to me
Lucid forms in my dreams
Thoughts raced into a wall
My vision turned black and then all was gone
Warped into a building with handfuls of lead
Eight shots protecting a stead
My sights aimed at their heads
We fire on our marks and no mercy is shed
None has been shed!
I approach the corpses to be
And then belt out a scream
Faces of friends long since seen
I’m flanked at my left and one restrains me
Pulled to a dark room, barrel to my head
Presented two options, both outcomes are death
Life in a cell or a round to the skull
Wounds self-inflicted, dishonorable cause
With this blood on my hands
I’ll condemn myself by my own hands
Cold steel against temple
My vision is blurred
A fate so pathetic
Is what I deserve
Death by my own hands
The end I’ve incurred
A scene so surreal
A setting absurd
Pressure on the trigger
The hammer is cocked
Eyes are shut tightly
Quivering jaw locked with
Cold steel against temple
And heart out of my chest
But with determination
Forgoing protest
Death by my own hands
A method, preferred
In this cold desolation
The shot won’t be heard
The hammer releases
Nothing but regret
In my own bed
I awake in a sweat

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