BANG!

The shot echoes around the room,

ricocheting of the metal walls.

Seeping into every crevice,

red is all I see.

•°•°•°

Dripping down my body,

leaving crimson stains,

I question the life I lead.

Was it ever enough?

•°•°•°

They stand before me,

with their icy blue stare.

Grinning from ear to ear,

like the madman they are.

•°•°•°

Sirens can be heard,

causing my attacker to flee.

Footsteps hit the concrete floor,

echoing down the empty space.

•°•°•°

Have saviors come to rescue me,

or could I be in a dream?

I see white everywhere.

Is this the end of me?

•°•°•°

Drifting in and out of consciousness,

I observe you come to me.

Asking; "Who shot ya?"

I reply; "But, sir, I do not know."