The Bullets End

As i sit here staring at the wall. Thinking about how my life is such a lull.
Dont know really where to begin. But i know exactly where it will end. A gun pressed tightly against my chest. With one finger laying at rest. It begins to tighten up. And bang there goes the hammer speeding up. My lifes potential has reached zero. Because i will never be anyones hero. This life is coming to an end. Therefore another one can begin. My life was grand my life was great. But my lows always outway the greats. This will be the last message i send. Goodbye now i see the bullets end.