Ingesting Shots Poem by Zachary Hoyt

the sound of nothing begins to breath in my face
the ending is comeing, its hand i grasp
the total sorrow is hugging my chest
tightening its grip, cracking the foundation

just tie the rope
an kick the stool

breathing death rips through my lungs
the virus is spredding, deepening into my core
death begins to burrow into my heart
shrivaling all hopes, the infestation has begun

take the blade
run it across your soul

the insisions i carve into my soul
shows the eternal hate, no one can relate
i saw hope die, at the end of my hands
blood trickles onto the floor, on its puddle i sail my boat

scars begin to take life again
breeding bacteria leads me to my demise
i now live in an internal nightmare
with no one to light my path

swallow the barrel
ingest the shot

im liveing in a darkend room
theres no window to hold my hope
no passageway to lead me to into the light
the only way to escape this fate
is to bring my life to an end