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Russian Roulette


The bottle of liquor is getting very thin after
being passed around from hand to hand
only one bottle left to go with the gun
load the bullet in and here we go
round one has begun

One bullet, one shot, one kill
the only question now is
who will fit the bill

time and time again the
trigger is pressed, but in the
outstanding silence every thought
is suppressed

Then the silence is shattered
and the circle is down by one
she was the girl who had come
just to forget about what
people said that she had done
if only they had told the truth
maybe she would not
have been number one

another bullet, another round
who will be the next one
to put their self in the ground

every set of eyes stares at the floor
they only look up to see
the gun that they are reaching for
silently knowing that they won't have
to feel the pain no more

then out of the four, only three remained
the boy who was teased for the way he looked
was the second victim to be claimed

round three is soon to begin
in this wicked game that
no one will ever understand
each participant will win
in their own sickened way

the next to go was the one
that everyone called a hoe
but in fact she was a virgin,
so little that they did know

two to three the deed is done
after this next round
there will be but one

back and forth the gun is passed
until another life is gone at last
now he'll never have to go back home
where he's beaten every day
his saddened spirit finally found
a way to break away, maybe they
will see what they've done when
they go to lay down their son so young

the final shot of the final round
is now reserved for the host
she like all the rest has a past
its one that she will now escape at last
things that she can't understand
will no longer bother her
no longer will she think of all the
things her daddy did to her
the touches, the caresses
they did not belong
but she won't be thinking
about them for very long

the bullet's in and the game
is coming to an end
the shot rings out, it's all over now
Russian roulette, it's no longer just a game
for these five souls it was their only way to escape

by forgottenchild
posted on 04/24/2012

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Comments: 4

Comment by Willowhisper: Apr 25, 2012 6:57 am
Dangggg!! I love this poem. best poem I have ever read on. my favorite. and i have been on here for # years
Comment by OnMyOwn: Apr 24, 2012 8:55 pm
This poem was dark and so beautiful. I clung to every line and anticipated whatever was to come and it strung me along to the ver end. Amazing write!
Comment by forgottenchild: Apr 24, 2012 5:16 pm
thanks!

Comment by PoeticPrincess: Apr 24, 2012 4:01 pm
Wow...just wow this is amazing. It expresses the idea of death as an escape beautifully. Great write!

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