Pains only way out.

Life is to long,
this we all know.
Pain controls it,
It comes and goes.

So there are few,
Who take it in stride.
Then the others,
Who hold it inside.

They bottle it up,
and store it for later.
Small little bombs,
with tiny detonators. 

They build and build,
The pressure just growing.
God only knows,
What stops them from blowing.

Until one day,
When everything's too much.
They let it all out,
In one big rush.

Screaming and yelling,
Is all you hear.
All them thoughts,
Loud and clear.

They yell about how,
They hate your guts.
They scream about,
How your mouth never shuts.

They lose control once,
And that is all it takes.
Go and grab the gun,
And points it in your face.

You beg and plead,
For your life.
But they don't care.
About what you say tonight.

They laugh in your face,
And call you a bitch.
Tells you how,
They can't take your shit.

They scream in your face,
slap you around,
Then they push you,
Down to the ground.

They cackle with glee,
As you beg to go free.
And tell you how,
"You never let me."

As you count down,
The seconds of you life.
You realize now,
You started this fight.

There is a click,
and then a snicker.
"See you in hell."
Then he pulls the trigger.