The deep dark blue,
The bright shining silver,
All on the brim of my nose.
Sweat beats all over my skin,
The spectacles begin to fall.
With one quick tap,
Their in to place,
And I bring the scope back to my face.
The darkness is in my sight,
And my hands begin to tremble.
The metallic covered weapon,
Trembles in my hand,
As the fear rushes through me.
It is not possible,
It can’t be done,
There is no way to pull the trigger.
I fight with will,
I fight with spirit,
Trying to make that shot.
But my hand feels like water,
And fails to pull all the way back.
I bring the weapon down to bear,
And realize there is the answer.
I have the darkness,
Deep inside,
Invulnerable like a diamond.
I cannot fight it,
For I would kill myself,
Since it is a part of me.
