what the fuck are you doing?

catefrances

he swallows down his poison
trying hard to forget
looking for a cure
trying hard not to regret
the promises made
that lie dead on the floor
the words he tells himself
just to get through
each passing day finds him
just that little bit more
buried beneath the detritus
his sad sorry life on display
he reaches up to the light
and all he finds is dark
he looks in on himself
and watches as his weapon hits its mark
ever slowly as he races down
she stands alone watching him burn