I'm close,
I can feel the barrel of the gun.
It's cold hard frame pressed against my twists.
My finger inching the trigger back, as i take a deep breath.
A single bullet,
A one way trip to an eternal dream.
See cause i smile you looked at my cover never reading a page.
My book is not as it seems it will make a smile fade.
I never wanted this exit but i'm at my last stage.
Me a Death has come to an agreement that are wants are mutual.
So as this bullet rockets into my skull as if a pass hurled down a field my brain receives it.
My heart stops like the crowd of the opposing team.
Like a referee, Death signals the game of live over.