My secret

Just another one of them friggin poems

My secret

1.

Shoot me, but with

An intent to kill me

No need for a plan

Or a scheme or a plot

Just raise the gun

And pull the trigger

I'm really desperate

Now to be shot

And if you see that

I am still breathing

Shoot me again, and

Don't say cannot

Then scream as high

As you can, then cry

Then tell them it was

A self defense

That I was sneaking

Or trespassing

And I have jumped over

Your backyard fence

Try to make a cut

Around your shoulder

Then put the knife back

In my right hand

And all the people

Who'll rush for rescue

I'm sure that they will

All understand

2.

And as for me, I

Will keep the secret

When I am back in

My second life

I'll cross my heart

If they will ask me

And swear that you

Were not my wife

And I was sneaking

but when I saw you

I thought I could have

With you, some fun

And that my gun, that

You have shot me with

And had my name on

Is not my gun

3.

Repeat this story

A hundred times, don't

Open the door for

A how, or what

Lots of the questions

Remain unanswered

It's in your favor

There are a lot

It is an intricate

Plan, you have to

Tighten the rope

Secure the knot

4.

Last thing I have

To tell you is to

Remember well

All I have said

After you shoot me

Do not start screaming

Until you're sure that

I'm really dead