Gone

A loss of a life A hole in this heart My horrors realized as I watch him Needles scattered about him As cluttered as his life Just sitting there, now at his lowest point Blowing that smoke which poisons Much more than just his veins He breathes it in, his eyes dilate I scream at him, he can't hear I know deep inside, I'm not here I'm miles away as another figure enters This cold and depressing room Without question or conscience Showing no reason or hatred Pulling that steel trigger, releasing a fate Within a tiny cursed piece of lead Which embeds itself deep into his brain Only the scent of gunpowder remains As I look at the floor I see my tears drop Into the crimson pool in which his body lay Lifeless and motionless, eyes still dilated The color melts from his once familiar and happy face His lips that laughed with me so many times Lie slightly parted as me utters his last word "Sorry" to the world from which his soul slips I hear the last beat of his heart, it stops The room starts to spin uncontrollably I scream again as I fall and hit the floor These images flashing through my shocked brain The truth, now a lie, as gone as that smile that left his lips I wake and see that it was only a horrifying dream But, in my head these horrors became real Reality strikes as a weight sets upon my shoulders He's gone..... He really is gone.......