As you unload the revoler
Leaving one bullet..
Could it have my name on it
You tell me I have four chances
You put the revoler to my head
You pull the trigger....Click...Nothing
You pull it again...Click...Nothing
You say I only have two more chances to live
You pull it again...Click...Nothing
Times ticking down, Im sweating my life away
You say last chance...
You pull the trigger one last time.....Click...Nothing
Its over and im still alive
Looks like I cheated death again....
I ask myself...How...Why...
As I stand there now a free man
In shock that its over now...
Or will it ever be over for me?

damn fred that sucks but im glad its over and your ok

Damn bro

wow what a poem fred