“When That Time Comes”

Going to cry

Sincerely, going to cry

Really wishing

I would die

Palms are sweaty

Eyes filled with tears

My whole body

Shaking from fear

I just don’t get it

Why me?

Why me?

My spirit’s bound

Longing to be free

Just pull the trigger

And I’m done

My hand firmly grips

The butt of the gun

The barrel sets

Between my lips

The gun comes to rest

At my hips

Written on 10/7/2022

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