Russian Roulette

by Rusheena   Jun 6, 2013


Life is just a game of Russian roulette.

You play your reckless game,

never knowing when that bullet

will finally lodge into your brain,

and instead of bowing out,

giving yourself one last chance to be redeemed,

you keep pulling the trigger,

reveling in the constant clicking in your ear.

You've stared down the barrel of that gun so many times,

you're convinced that you're invincible.

Why do you do this to yourself, when you know

there's always a chance you'll lose the game?

Is the rush so good that you'd risk everything,

when you're not even insured?

You forget that your body is nothing but a rental

that bruises, bleeds, blackens, and bloats.

Then, back to dust you go.

But you always forget. You always forget that

life can end in a split second,

as quickly as a gun firing its last bullet...

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  • 10 years ago

    by Alaskan Husky

    Love how relatable this is. At least for me. Thanks

  • 10 years ago

    by Chelsey

    First..I hate Russian Roulette, I think its so stupid, why would people want to do that? lol

    Anyways, I like what youre saying here...don't make life a game, because at the end of life you go back to dust, why end it sooner that its supposed to end....we risk things so often as humans and its quite scary. People really need to think before they move, impulsive actions are not always good ones.

    Well done girly.

  • 10 years ago

    by Mohan

    Everything is true here.
    life can end in a split second this is really a powerful line.
    good thinking rusheena keep writing like this...

  • 10 years ago

    by Hannah Lizette

    I like the whole Russian Roulette theme you have here, that life is a game... you can either die or live... it's your decision but if it fires, it's your last decision.

  • 10 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    I cannot comment on this piece properly Rusheena...content wise etc
    but creatively it was very well penned, the power was evident, and the flow was flawless.

    x

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