Little Big Somethings

Suicide Veteran

Entering for Contest 8 in AC-Claire 's contests book!
The theme was something dark, like suicide, hatred etc so here I go
_________________________________

Bitter taste in my mouth
Nausea on my head
I' m feeling so sad
I scream for help I'm not enough loud

I know I have a .45
Also I do whatever I want
Feels like bees are striking me like if I attacked their hive
I wanna stop the sensation but... I can't

The barrel is under my neck
My hand is holding too tight
Balancing it from right to left
Is this right? Is this right?

Life doesn't really have a meaning
I lost everything I once had
Everything I fought for, and now I'm dying
Slowly, we all are, I just want it to be fast

I served my country for years
I passed for so many trouble
I survived my worst fears
And now my fears came in double

Why are they doing this to me?
To us, to US
I gave my life to the cause
Now I can't afford the bus

I just wanna die
Help me out; kill me; anything
No I can't help you, DIY
They all said, and left me without anything

I ve been shot by almost 20 bullets
And I just wanted my life to last
Now I got one in the chamber
And it will be the last

Black
Red
A shot
That resumed everything he just said

Now he's dead
He was dad
Who cares?
No one did, I think someone should ve had