At least....

I stare at these walls
As I lie on this bed.
The room has no light
The sheets are stained red.
I’m not scared anymore
As I hear shots from a gun.
I keep myself still
I won’t dare to run.
People are yelling
I can hear them all die.
They drop to the floor
They know they can’t hide.
The blood runs from their mouth,
Onto the cold floor,
No one can help them
Their death is assured.
I can hear all the children
Screaming in pain.
Their parents all dying,
They call out their names.
I still stare at the darkness
Not feeling a thing
I start to get up
As I hear my phone ring.
I answer the call,
And I hear his soft voice.
He stops for a moment
And so does the noise.
He says that he’s sorry
For all that’s been said.
For all of the anger
For the tears that were shed.
Then he stays silent
And just says never mind.
I hear the door creak
And tears come to my eyes.
I hear the gun click
And I take a deep breath.
“I'll always love you...”
Were the last words I said.
The trigger is pulled
And I fall back on the sheets
The tears still stain my face
I stay still where I bleed.
The people stop screaming,
There’s no shots from the guns.
No one is dying,
I can no longer run.
There is no sound.,
And nothing to feel.
I at least got to hear you
At least you were real…

Kayla <3
  2009