Uplifting Poem by Nicolas Lusk

I sit there, complacent, oblivious to my surrounding, serene at what is to happen. In this oppurtune moment you are with me, my companion, to help me find peace. The warmth I felt dissipates as you touch my skin, shivers traverse my body, yet I remain composed, focused on the task. You my guide to salvation. Do as your makers meant. A gentle squeeze and your presence is felt within me, crushing my flesh and bone as you travel through my head. I fall to the ground, effortless, a pool of red, and as my eyes slowly close, I see you, my saviour, my instrument of death, my gun.