(Not A) Painkiller
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Category : Poems
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The hammer drops
It strikes the pin
Black powder ignites
The process begins
The bullet travels
down the barrel
Exits the muzzle
Straight as an arrow
The world turns red
And he wants to end it
The demons win
And he makes an exit
In his head
Constant conflict
He's unaware
The pain he inflicts
Hit rewind
He holds the gun
This will be better
For everyone
The voice in his head
Screams to stop
In the mirror
The tears, they drop
But the trigger
He cannot pull
There's still some hope
In a world gone cold
-samhudson
