Monday, December 5, 2016

#4 - Holding On

The gun drops
I panic
And lunge to catch it

BANG, BANG, BANG
Three bullets embed themselves in my torso
Still it drops, I grope for it

BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG
Two bullets for my arms, two for my legs
Time slows as it continues to fall

BANG, BANG
One in the heart, one in the head
It still falls

Blood oozes from my body
I slide limp to the floor
I hit the ground just as the gun does

My desire to hold on
Killed me

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