Please

Here
I'll hold the barrel
All you need to do
Is pull the trigger
And wipe off the blood
I wont even tell you to close your eyes
If you don't want to
It wont matter to me if you want to see
The dark blood, the filthy brains, fragments of bone
Eyes rolling back into my skull, or to look through the hole that is left
You help me
Ill help you
We can help each other
You can chose the gun
Ill buy the bullets
Before its done
We'll get together
I'll have you over
So we can have our own little going away party
Since you don't want me here
And I would rather not stay too much longer either
We will have a few drinks
I can load it and cock it back; as you finish yours
So go ahead
Give me both barrels
I'll wait patiently
For you to do your part
While my open mouth drools down the barrel

Hell To Pay

Anything else might have been better
Skull shatters
Bone fragments scatter
But I can clearly see I had nothing to do with it
I see I had everything to do with it
Skin burning
Esophogus closing tightly
I wouldn't trust myself for a minute