If You Want...
If you want to feel alive,
Look down the barrel of a Colt 45.
If your lucky you might survive.
If you want to learn a lesson,
Suck on the tip of a Smith and Wesson.
Barely touch the trigger then listen.
If you want to feel ecstatic,
Kiss the muzzle of a semi-automatic.
After a while you're like an addict.
If you want to know where you've been,
Push the speedometer past 110.
Close your eyes and feel the wind.
If you want to feel consumed.
Let carbon monoxide fill the room.
It may become your resting tomb.
If you truly want to die,
Consider carefully the reasons why.
Relief and suicide don't coincide.
Copyright © December 2009
Kevin Mooney
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