The Standoff
Jul 24, 2017 · 1 min read

You are so brave,
That it seems quite easy
Beating the hell out
Of any number of lads.
However,
It took you five days
To finally face
Yourself.
Now you sit there,
Looking in your eyes;
You grin to your reflection,
Your hand trembles,
Eventually
You get tired of waiting,
So you get up
And say to your own face:
‘Boyo, d’you see this one?
The revolver of my routine
Is charged with six shots,
And you know what?
I’m planning on firing
All of them’

