Trigger

Trigger

There is a gun on the side of my head

Each breath the trigger

Each step the finger pressing

The bullets are the mistakes, the memories, the pain

That I can never erase

I can never die

But each bullet shot

Leaves me worse then being dead

The coldness as the memories pierce and shake my head

Leaves my heart and mind throbbing

What is worse then dead

Is to live in the truth

Rather then blind alive

But I'm not blind

I can see the reason for why god hates me

For each time I've crossed the line

For each time I've hurt someone

For each time I never cared

For each time I've made someone cry

A voice whispers then shouts

The voice never raises

But rather worse

I can feel the pain of every time I've hurt someone

I live in regret

I stay afloat in the mistakes I've made

I was blind then

But being blind was a treasure then a curse

Because I couldn't see the shackles and chains around me

My waist, my hands, my feet

And the fire surrounding me

I've set a trigger worse then death

Living and suffering in guilt and each person I've pained

This world I live in was my choice

For I've set the trigger

To hell faster then I realized.