A Little Dose Of Death

It was going to be a song....but idk what happened it ended up a poem.

A little dose of death

Designed to steal your breath

Take your secrets to the grave

Stare that gun down, try to act brave

As your time draws to a close

Sweat from fear soaks through your clothes

Wincing as you hear the click

of your life clock's final tick

You don't hear a single sound

You're ears are ringing as you hit the ground

Your eyes stay open, yet are unable to see

There's nothing to look at, anyway. [there never will be.]