• 6 chambers- 5 bullets, only
    one chance at redemption.
    Only on chance, one fail-safe.
    Will you live? Will I live?
    Or will I draw each chance
    to die?
    I’ve got five bullets- symbolic
    with each destined with a purpose.
    The first shot- to my brain. To the head.
    To quiet the yelling, the consistent
    confusion. To stop the Insomnia, the
    Dementia that I am cursed with.
    To end the mental tirade of
    their voices ringing, screaming,
    yelling…to silence the noise.
    The second and third shots- to each
    of mine eyes. To not see my repulsive,
    shameful appearance.
    To blind myself from me,
    from my sins, from my actions, from
    my consequences.
    From my own goddamned self inflicted
    pain. I no longer want to watch my
    tainted blood pour.
    And for my final shot- to the heart.
    Into my pain-filled chest. To stop the
    beating, my breathing, to end my life and
    all the suffering.
    ….I leave the last bullet to you.
    What you do with the 5 empty chambers
    I’ve left you, and that one ticket to death,
    is completely your choice…