Bullet

The darkness calls his name

To long has he played in this awe full game.

The drink no longer helps him forget

Death now calls him to pay his debt.

Blood for blood

Death seduces him with a gift

The gift of a dreamless drift

The blood he’s spilled

The people he’s killed

Horrible actions in the name of, what?

A war in country full of dangerous cats

As far as warriors go I am paragon
The acts carried out, spot on

Blood for blood

The dead call him from beyond the grave

They wait for him to cave

He wants the peace offered in the form of a bullet

The end seems so close he could touch it

The earth now calls for his blood

he sits in a suit, alas he wants to look good,

As he has been ready since the day the nightmares began

Today he feels like a broken man.

The gun feels so right,

As he holds it tight.

He cocks the gun

This next part won’t be any fun

He puts it to his head

In a few seconds he will be dead

Though he shows little hesitance

In his mind there is no resistance

The hammer falls forward

CLICK

The sound echos

Had death failed its final blow

Was this meant?

His life had felt spent

His will is revived

He lives for what he once believed

His life now has meaning

He now believes his life is worth living

By Pedro B. (2012)