![]() Russian RouletteA Poem by Tori![]() Russian Roulette is the good way of looking at suicide.![]()
Isolation whispers so calmly in my mind,
I try so hard to stay alive. You fight against all you've ever known, There's so much pain you have not shown. The trust you give is tossed aside, All for the sake of his foolish pride. Dead roses waiting in a black bouquet, The moon is shining in the day. All the voices screaming in your head, each one saying what you would regret. Twisted thoughts fly through the night, There's so much wrong in doing right. We live in such a fucked up world, Where Romeo says to the girl, Oh my lovely, dear Juliet, How bout' a game of Russian Roulette. Load the gun and say goodbye, Because this could be your last night. Every time you lie awake, with gun in hand and about to break, You think of all the times you've tried before, And all the things you say you've lived for. But what is driving you to this hell? Through all the tears you just can't tell. Instead you smell the dying rose, And pray no one will ever know. The healing scars bleed again, sending you farther than you've ever been. You won't stop, no backing down, This is it, it all ends now. You've made your decision you can take it no longer, The promise of escape only makes you stronger. So tell him goodbye this is the end, maybe he'll realize you were never his friend. Before you go let him see you cry, and pray that it kills him deep inside.
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