My Day

Dark poetry from the mind of Vauderye. Not of the smiley happy variety 8)

Depression setting in
The taste of cold steel tingling on my tongue
adrenaline increasing in my body
finger tenses on the trigger
can't back down now...
This life has gone too far
Hear the click and nothing more
Body tenses with involuntary reflexes
as I fall from the chair
Dark red blood and bright pink flesh
slowly sliding down the wall
joining the pool on the hard wood floor
I only wish I could have seen your face
when you opened the door
to see my cold eyes staring at you
as you realize my life is no more
You thought I was joking
then sent me away
You'll laugh at me no more
for today is my day