tie me to the post
blind fold me
say my last words
say my good byes
drink my last beer
smoke my last cig
take my last kiss
eat the last morsel of food
raise the end of the gun
count down begins
five,
four,
three,
two,
one
Mind races
pulling up the past
living it all again
regretting nothing
pulling the trigger
time waits for nothing
bullet flying through the air
piercing my heart
making it a bitter sweet
thoughts ended
life gone
everything to nothing
i am gone
for the bullet was
my final stand
to the end i am gone
forever never