Russian Roulette

Taking a chance on life can only lead to death.

Russian Roulette.

One shot, you're gone.

Finger on the trigger,

A single second from...

One tiny bullet

Whizzing through your brain.

Bang!

Shot dead,

Then washing out the blood stains.

Strange situations;

Inexperienced, alone

With these irrelevant changes

And nothing you were ever shown.

A favourite fashion.

Dying to fit.

What's going on?

I'm living with a hypocrite.

Sentenced to end,

Falling depthless, shallow.

Recreating a life and

Condemned just to follow.

Resurrecting a sadness

You've halted, you're doomed.

Never felt any pain,

Or so world assumed.

Dark eyes,

A deeply hidden God complex.

Your psyche has cracked,

It's mixed up in this mess.

You've got the will and the way,

You know how to kill.

Example after example

Until the human race lies still.