felt like a bullet moved through my head...
as slowly as it could try to fly...
the shot was fired by me at myself...
as i tried to eat the golden fly....
as the lead penetrated my darkish skull...
i felt some pain on my innocent skin...
the mourning of those poor souls ...
made me wish that they were thin...
as the metal entered my chained brain...
i felt the pain descend in the air..
a burnt hole was left behind....
but my ugly greed didn't let me care...
i smirked at the stupidity of my bullet...
as i didn't know the truth till then...
what i felt had vanished at the surface..
was deep inside my skull by then....
and the damage done was the numb agony ...
as my brain couldn't ever feel the pain ..
but it got the horrifying idea...
of which of it's parts was getting slain...
this feeling of destruction inside my head...
brought to my heart an expected regret...
but by then the killer had done the damage...
and there was no use of futile fret...
while the metal was sinking in my skull...
i thought of ways to kill the killer...
to let the bullet die it's own death ...
was the only way to murder the sinner...
so i left the lead inside my head....
and walked around to see glittering stars...
my walk ended in fascinating thoughts..
and my murderer was dead by his own scars...
i touched my head to feel the hole...
but there was no hole left behind...
instead there were hair back on my head..
reflecting away my brave shine......
