Down the end of the barrel

My life goes flashing by

Am I about to die?

this is the end I think

no second left to blink

How did I get here I wonder

was it because of my own blunder?

my thoughts refuse to take shape

this life, I shall finally escape

No longer shall I have to hide

the bullies laughing as I cried

the teachers feigning love and care

no more parent's hated stare

Why did they hate me, I used to say

Was it just for being gay?

No matter now, I shall be free

to death I beg to grant my plea

As I stare down the end of the barrel

a lost, hopeless man stares back at me

My life goes flashing past

all the evil I did passing fast

what brought me here to room 108

was it what they called fate?

How did I get here I ponder?

I hear the sirens over yonder

Who is this boy on bent knees?

silently his eyes beg please

Does he want me to pull the trigger?

do I even possess the vigor?

of course I do, I declare

for I no longer have a care

Heavy boots storm up the stairs

rapidly I say my  prayers

If there is a god, would he forgive me?

as  I splatter the brains of a boy named Mcgee

As I stare down the end of my barrel

a sad little boy stares back at me