Here’s the greatest irony.
The greatest analogies are wasted on people with tunnel visions.
Analogies were created to put things in layman’s terms.
Laymen are tunnel-visioned.
What was I thinking?
Should’ve realised there’s nothing that I could vocalise.
When I was shoved back at gunpoint from the trigger.
“Bang bang, you’re dead.”
The greatest mockery of all.
Yet all I could do,
As the invisible trail of blood seeped through.
As it formed an invisible puddle.
I was drowning.
I stopped screaming.
I stopped fighting.
There’s nothing to understand.
Nothing to fathom.
Just stop, drop and roll.
Pray that you’ll get there someday.
'You're not gonna change anyway, right?'
But it’s in tatters now.
I guess what I’m trying to say is that you are there, in everything I am, in everything I’ve ever done, and looking back, I know that I should have told you how much you’ve always meant to me.