leave me be. I'm gone

Do you feel the flesh of heat that burns through my skin whenever your lips , your touch is exiguously exposed with mine?
The actuality of your voice trembles my eyes of the angelic presence it brings to my heart.
The eyes that bring the tears so gently scurry across my face that strummingly bring a fluttering sight to my soul.
The words that you say of how I mean to you or the little things you know about me express something so deeply to my heart to those few words.
The life of a memory I spent with you is dealt of fear I urge to never forget.
The scars you left onto my heart are stitched with the tranquility of this gun in my hand.
Now since you battered me and tore me to shreds.
The glass I am made out of finally broke.
Now your smile of the disgusting sight of me brings pleasure to your lips and makes you alive inside.
I bring the pistol to my head and for once since I haven't been with you I find the one thing I thought was lost:
Peace with myself.
(SHOT)