Messy

Shadows dance in the candlelit night
As the fire crackles and hisses with delight

The wind chimes in, as it echoes of the window pane
I swore I heard “do it” as I slowly go insane

The cold black steel pressed against my head
Soon there’ll be nothing just me lying dead

One last sigh, as I prepare to die
So sick of living this pathetic lie

I pull the trigger and fall to the floor
Blood on the wall, windows and door

As the life juices drain from me I cry out
Was this the right thing to do, this I truly doubt?

Urine flows and my bowels empty as teardrops start to fall
As my eyes slowly close for the last time I wonder who will clean the wall