RUSSIAN ROULETTE
This battle of love is like Russian Roulette
You never know when its will end
I just take in another breath of who is right
who is going to wine this fight tonight
I take in another deep sigh
even though that is weakness in his eye's
The calm is on hand when he tells me we
are at our ends
But when did it ever begin
I cried another time with tears in my eyes
This love is a game of Russian roulette
you never know when this love will end
The unknown is what I hold in this loves zone
you play a game you call love
Get ready for the end the rush of us
To much pain
lost running in the dark with so much regret
we even meet
You play for keeps that I can see
You like to see me bleed
Your love you given me is taking a gun to your head
You may feel you have the upper hand in this fight
You walk around like a big clown
with a look on your face like you are loss your mind
another time
This dark love is the death to come
with my heart on the run
my finger and the trigger on the cylinder of the revolver
with only one bullet in it
Your almost out of time
I am losing my mind
To be play a hand of Russian Roulette with you
Your dark love is making me sick
the time is on tic tack on the clock
Boom the gun gone off
I'm still holding on to another day with you
It's your turn too puts your heart on run ,
casing the bullet
That's no fun
No time to think your still running in shame
Blood shaded pain of a game of Russian Roulette
The cry's of a slow death that has not come yet
The beating of our hearts
Of who's right who's wrong
this old song keeps beating along
I’m terrified, but I’m not leaving yet until this sick game
Is over of You and I
Our love is a game I could never win
A game of Russian Roulette
I looked and I told him
I will say a prayer for you
because I will not let go with out a good hand
He says close your eyes because this is it time
Sometimes it helps just to hear him crawl
And then I get a scary thought it all
This dark love is so means
I am about to lose it all
As my life flashes before my eyes
I’m wondering will I ever see another sunrise
So many won’t get the chance to say goodbye
But it’s too late too pick up the value of my life
and play what is at hand
Then I looked back and he was gone
Russian roulette is terrifying
even when the gun is made of pixels
Maybe he might had consider eating sushi from
a revolving conveyor
belt as the equivalent to playing Russian roulette
This Love is a game of death
Lilly Emery