The final shot

I'm sorry...
I'm sorry...
I'm sorry...
I tried to protect you...

the deafening sound comes first
making my ear drums pound
then the world is being seen in monochrome
through my ice blue eyes

My side is pounding and wet
from the red dripping slowly from my body
forming a puddle on the ground
but I am the only one to hear
my own screams of pain

laying on the carpet
by the bed I once slept in
I had pulled the trigger
of the cold black machine
thus ending my life

as the warmth drains from my body
my eyes are closing
once they are shut,
they shall never open again
tucking me in to my eternal slumber

I repeat it again out loud
I'm sorry...
I'm sorry...
I'm sorry...
I'm sor......