Last Breath

As I lay in this bed,

Hoping my pain will end.

And you stand above me with a knife in your hand,

Hehe...are you glad your free?

But in my hand is a gun with one bullet in the chamber,

You better start running because your in danger.

Unaware of the gun,

You turn around and start to run.

But your little heroic act is futile,

Cause here in a moment your blood will run with the tile.

Now my vision starts to fade,

And you disappear in the shade.

But that doesn't stop me,

BANG...I never miss and now you will scream in agony.

AHHHH!!! See cause in this story there is no happy ending.

Because this is reality and there is nothing but killing.

No heroes. No villains.  Just death.

Now before I go, I'll get to hear your last breath.