Face to Face

Contain the laughter
Retain the fear
Forget the Slaughter
Just wipe away the tears

Standing face to face a gun to my head
As I touch the trigger your eyes fill with dread
A tickle in my throat I don’t want to cry
Looking in your eyes I can see you start to die

I Fall to my knees and drop the gun
Control my tears this is no longer fun
You drop to the floor and grab my face
Looking straight in your eyes, to many feelings I can’t seem to place.

It seems like just yesterday
This pain seemed so far away
Now this point of view is tainted
The red on the walls it isn’t painted.

Written by StarCatcher