I look forward.
   the light
in your eyes
   IT GLIMMERS
blinding
   begging

but i give into the CACOPHONY
   the DISCORDANT TONES


“your
                turn”
Click.
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Click.
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Click.
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Click.
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BANG


                             ­   what have
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                                                      ­                   n
                                                               ­          e

‘Ive been thinking.
        about the past.
our past.
        all of the memories
so
    many
memories
        oh how i miss what i left behind
what
    we
       left behind

that’s enough
        I can’t take it anymore
if youre going to
        TORTURE
me like this
        im going to take the chance’


I spin the wheel.
    Click.
      Click.
        Click.
    Click.
      Cl­ick.
        Click.
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Click.

I was lucky.
                Maybe it’ll work next time.

i sometimes              ponder the big BANG.

i ponder what’dve happened if X and i had never met.


Mourns

  over past,
              that is what my
click
droning
click
mundane
click
Life
has been.

one word.


sorry

They eye me up and down as my legs shake hastily due to nerves.
I hope not to be landed upon, and I cross my fingers and toes.
They spin the bottle and it seems to be revolving for hours.
Time gets slower by the second.
Then it stops.
It lands on me.
My breathing quickens and my whole body begins to tremble, sweat pouring from every eligible place that it can.
They pick up the killer and hold it to my head.
My pupils grow large and I pray to god that I die peacefully.
Bang.
But I am not dead. I am free.
Russian roulette killed me.

Alone in a dark room
The walls painted black
No doors, no windows, just a revolver in hand
Oh god, it’s all in my head

Time to play
A little Russian Roulette

Barrel to temple
A pull of the trigger
Nothing. Better luck next time!

Time to try again
Dull click
How cruel this game is

Once again, pull the trigger
Am I still alive?
Why? Oh why, isn’t it my time?

Begging, praying I try again
BANG
My prayers have been answered