The Death of the Strongest

Sitting here playing Russian Rullet
If this doesn't work, I have more bullets
I've got the chamber fully loaded
My misery just can't be sugar coated

I try to shake this pain away
So I can make it through another day
I'm putting on my fake smile
Plotting to kill myself all the while

That's it. I'm done. I've had enough
To say I'm fine would be a bluff
I put the barrel to my head
Pulling the trigger; I now am dead