18+ decisions, at some point I'll have to pick my poison and go for it...enjoy! |
-Above The Perfect End- by Keaton Foster Gun Knife Once Twice The end The same Suffering On delay Bullet Blade Shot Stabbed Instant Drawn out Both A spectacle Both Personal Equal will be The mess I must decide No question Of life Or death But rather One quick The other Slower Intensified The jugular Is deep The heart Is shallow Two To the chest One To the head Lights on Light off Instantly instant Unless I miss What a hell That would be In a state Of further waste I could face A lifetime of days Buckets Under my ass Tubes Down my throat Loved ones Speaking Shouting Please wake up Meant to suffer On all sides Time The cruelest Of bitch Above I figure The perfect end Now I stand Slightly Leaning forward Off balance Teetering ahead Never again Thinking back A knife In one hand A gun In the other Maybe I’ll stab myself As I shoot myself Then A fall forward Off this edge Way down into Forever’s abyss Sure This all is harsh Damn near Redundant The end Is the same end No matter Regardless of By any means Employed I’ll get there If not now Ultimately when It’s in my heart It’s in my mind The means Are in each hand The method Certainly cruel But if you Really knew You no doubt Would admit That all That I write And all That I say Is justifiably so… Above The Perfect End Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2015. |