The End!

Is it end of the world?

or is it,

Just me?

That song,

the song,

that made our hearts cry,

with joy,

is being played again

There is no feeling

this time.

Was it you?

The first time,

and I joined in?

Or is it?

Just me?

This time

playing in the rain,

this time

crest fallen in the downpour

I cant hear a thing

other than

the song

what is he saying?

A gun in hand,

its pointed

at me.

Why?

Numbness.

Its not a dream,

It can’t be shaken away

He is smiling

unlike you

yours was

the one to die for

Why am I not with you?

When was last time?

I saw your face?

not this morning

not yesterday

at dinner

I was with you

but not with you

its been a long time

I have been running

running a race

is it time?

Time to lose?

Have I lost you?

have lost the time

I should have been with you

Where am I?

Is this our bed?

No, this seems harder,

rougher,

on the edge

of something

something grey

and

dry brown!

I am moving,

rolling over,

Is he kicking me?

Yes,

He is,

That grass

looks greener

on other side

other side of street

We picnicked once there

It was so much fun

It is,

When did it all start?

When did it all went wrong?

When did I make a false move?

I had not planned to be here

We had not dreamed this

Is it the end

Can’t I go back

He is pointing the gun

again

at me,

my eye

Fire!

Aaaaaaahhhhh

Here you are,

besides me,

I am all wet,

Was it?

Just a dream?

Then,

Why is there a bullet in my hand?