The Trigger. Its Done. Poem by Sen unknown

wanting to cry,
my lover isnt by my side.
drowning in my tears,
full of hateful lies.
demands to high,
i can follow the line.
stress me out all the time.

drilling a hole in my heart
cant seem to fill the inside.
empty soul
empty hole
lost in love.
lost in your soul.

my heart dropped when you let go.
my heart tanked when you say-
i gotta go.
with who?
i need you.
dont leave me not now.
stay with me.
love me....

your done.
its over.
nothing left
but a poor old gun.
a trigger pulled.
is all it needs to get everything over with.

forget.
everything.

blood splatters out
spills over the wall,
blood drips
down my face...
i fall.

done.
no more memories of us.