Crushed to dust

He took a long look in the mirror
Shook his head
Felt the arms of God letting go
Couldn`t breathe
It had to stop
Voices screaming out inside of him
The world was turning black
Cold, cruel and vicious
Time was knocking on a closing door
Wanting more

Playing pieces of a life long play
In which the starring actor
Makes the world go around inside his head
Then suddenly the act is ending
The lights are dimming and the music`s fading

There was a woman lying on the floor
Blueish, pale
Staring a hole through his soul
There was blood underneath
The shotgun lying next too her
He mumbled “am I closer now
Is this the path that God has chosen out for me?”

Playing pieces of a life long play
In which the starring actor
Makes the world go around inside his head
Then suddenly the act is ending
The lights are dimming and the music`s fading

“Cut”, he said. “Let`s wrap it up! We`re finished here!”

Playing pieces of a life long play
In which the starring actor
Makes the world go around inside his head
Then suddenly the act is ending
The lights are dimming and the music`s fading