• here it comes all in one,
    i cant find myself to shoot this gun,
    i dont know who i think i am,
    but all i know is i want this part to end.

    I thought i could control this urge,
    the one to make it all subcure,
    im sitting in my closet sad,
    i thought maybe i would stay mad,
    but then the trigger flew off key,
    i found myself begging in plead,
    the blood was bad,
    all over the floor,
    all i know is i was know more.

    so there i am screaming in pain,
    with only one person but myself to blame,
    i fall alseep and cant get up,
    i feel so drowsy ,
    and say this is enough.

    finally i heard the moan aching to my stomach,
    then i looked up to see a figure,
    an angel if you will,
    its presence started with warmth that filled.

    This angel took the gun from my hand,
    and pulled something out with a rubberband,
    as he unravelled a strange looking cloth,
    i realized he was just wiping the blood off,
    i sat there helpless and saw a big light,
    and the sounds just escaped from the night.

    i awoke the sound of shattering glass,
    to see the angel back in my grasp
    it looked at me as did i to myself,
    he told me guns dont shoot by itself.