Fly

Gun barrel digs into my head,

My hand sweats as I pull the trigger.

The hammer falls back

‘Click’ another empty shot.

One more pointless day.

Glancing at the lonely bullet.

Oh how the revolver shines,

Spinning fast, falling back.

Trigger finger pulls again.

The bullet still doesn’t fly.

Another night, another day,

One more life dies and gains its wings