A gun pointed at me, barrel first <br />My last moments whirling around <br />A cold click and a shot coming forward <br />My blood, splattered on the ground <br /> <br />My life is going by and by <br />Things I wanted to see and do <br />My family and friends, and saying goodbye <br />I feel the gunshot going through <br /> <br />I wish I could say good bye to you all <br />Don’t wanted to leave you like this <br />Wanted to say goodbye <br />Wanted one last kiss <br /> <br />Cold feeling through my skin <br />Precious time going fast <br />This is not a good place to be <br />All this from one short blast<br /><br />Twisted Rose<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gone-199/
