I’ve been burned.

My life is being burned to the ground,

It’s being done without a single sound.

Simplicity no longer exists,

I can’t go on living like this.

All the things I love have been shattered,

My hopes and dreams have been beaten and battered.

It’s hard to stand tall,

When all the things you cared about don’t exist at all.

Everything is being shredded, piece by piece,

And it shall continue, never to cease.

My world has been engulfed in flames,

Chaos created, with everyone to blame.

The culprit is faceless,

They win because they hold all the aces.

Life has been reduced to resemble a game of cards,

With each person standing on glass and shards.

I’m done with this hand,

Alone I shall stand.

With a gun to my head,

There’s nothing left to be said.

Fire is all around me,

I’m going to take away my pain that no one sees.

I squeeze the trigger of the gun that ends my life,

Too late, no chance to think twice.

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