Salvation laid out in front of me
The number on the clock read seven
My affairs have already been arranged
Hell is where my heart is destined
My goodbyes have been sent to heaven
With my hands folded on my lap
I have time for one last prayer
Let the world forget what they saw
Harden my kids’ heart to prepare
For the sight you will see, will be that of despair
I’ve taken the abuse and have stood tall
But failing you cut my Achilles heel
With all other options exhausted
On the cold linoleum, I kneel
The cylindrical freedom, on my chin, I feel.
Double action requires less movement
Give me the strength for just one squeeze
Unable to see through the tears
I’ll take that strength now, please
Delaying my release.
The sound that follows, will forever echo
Convincing me I may be sick
Craving the flash and darkness
But receiving a “click”
Rebuilding my life, brick by brick.