Tidbits of magic

So much in my head,
So much on my mind,

You hear all my words,
But my truth remains blind,

You hear what you want,
My tidbits of magic,

My love is a fake,
Yet here you go have it,

I can't stop my thoughts,
They've gone on a roll,

I can't stop these words,
They've tainted my soul,

A gun to the head,
No wait! a sniper,

So you'll have the trigger,
I won't ever spite her,

You hesitate your finger,
Yet your body keeps moving,

That pull of the trigger,
You know it feels soothing,

You got your revenge,
Oh got me back good,

I lay on the floor,
A second before i stood,

As the blood finds the cracks,
My body hits the ground,

Only a few weeks later,
I lay under this mound.