Tick-Tock

Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock, the moon is high and the night is thick. I stare at the glass wall of empty dreams, a fragile metaphor of my life. Click-Click, the escape is waiting, just one moment is all I need. My freedom traveling down the barrel of liberation, shattering the stain-glass dreams unfulfilled. My eyes shut with a sigh, the cold steel of death gripped in my hand. For once, I have control of my life, I decide if I live or die. No pain, no misery, no...memories. It's a goodnight to forget it all, forget what you said, forget your kiss, forget your smooth skin, forget...how I loved you. I place the barrel to my temple. All I need is one moment, one moment to take it all away. Tick-Tock...an empty shell falls to the floor, all is forgotten.