I can not vindicate your will or reason, As I failed to heed the admonished lyrics of those around me.

Vulnerable was this lacerated heart.  I mediocre in all my being gravitated to your dialect.  You paralyzed my truth for an instant.

And then…….You pulled the trigger.

Unaware of your voluble existence, I found myself lingering in this mirage…this hallucination of paradise you created.  

You truncated the healing wound you once mended…Mutilated the glimpse that pacified my worth.

And then…….You pulled the trigger.

Amaurosis idiocy led me to believe I  had vanquished my past.  I could not evade from  your noxious lure that fed on my frailty.

Agony is reborn for you quell my hopes for tranquility.  Morose is the mood I die with. 

Deaden Silence….

And then……..You Pulled The Trigger!