Rounds in the chamber
fire away.
Numb to the danger
my chest ablaze.
Pull that trigger,
pull me.
Push me,
again and again,
into my shallow grave.

Throw all I gave you
away.
You never were
good
about using my time,
and you had all of that.
Took it for granted
and planted
doubt.

At ten paces
I turned
to your barrel on me.
No hesitation.
Gun me down.