Eating Bullets

A curious thing,
the harsh reality
of taking one's life

Your tattered existence
is something
to laugh upon

This shattered life
is something
for which you cry

The harsh reality
of grinding metal
Friction igniting
a powerful blow

An explosion
of human creation
To take away
a human being

The harsh reality
of blood red stains
The haunted souls
of passerbys

A booming fall
to break the silence,
Then let it settle
forever more

Your tattered smile
is something
to remember

Your shattered skull
is something
to forget