Trigger Poem by Jackson Wings

Pull the trigger, send me away, I'm just looking for better days. My life's a game, I don't wanna play. But I'm here cutting with my key today. I wanna die, don't feel alive, all I feel is pain inside. When I die, I'll find the sky, but down below no one will cry. I am alone, I'm on my own. But I am dead, dead inside and I doubt that I will find the sky. Pull the trigger, set me free, so I can go and grow my wings. Fly away to them better days and all it is, is a trigger away.