Right Here in my Bedroom

I wish there was someone right here in this room,
To take me away with one shot through the darkness,
Or to touch me, kiss me and tell me it's fine,
With a strength of meaning I have never felt pass through anyone,
Passing, like bullets, through me,
Plunging deep into my heart and bloodstream,
Until my very cells scream "It's love",
As they spill from my chest,

And all I can taste is the cold barrel of the gun painted red,
Braising my lips,
Load,
And all I can smell is perfume and sulpher,
Making eyes water,
Cock,
And all I can see (in blur) are solumn blue eyes,
Directly down the sight,
Aim,
And all I can remember are my eyes closing,
Letting out a tear,
Fire.

Right here in my bedroom. Silence.