My Mind is Set

A journey on my mind.

Cold shoes on my feet.

My mind is set.

Nothing at stake,

My heart is numb,

I have nothing to take.

I took my last drink,

I heard my last song,

Only words to all who care.

Good bye to that wagon,

the one that picked me up when i was down.

Good bye to the streets

the ones that scrape my body when it hits the ground,

On my way,

A gift at my side.

I squeeze its trigger.

My heart stops beating, the sirens cry.

The cold street cradles me as I die.

An empty shotgun and shell is all that's there.

Becoming evidence

of an early morning rising sun,

so beautiful to father's eyes.

Sister heard the news.

Tears across country, as brother drives.

Police knock,

A Mother cries.