Please dont make me sleep..

__Talking to myself
I'm Screaming at myself
pull a pistol to myself
but myself is someone else.
_A mirror image of my face
every bullet ricochets
A smile to the strangers face
sudden Awe and fear I taste.
_It fires smugly back at me
it does not hurt- i do not flee
I stand up tall ~uncertainly
Til a bullet hits my wrist, I bleed.
_At the piercing sting i wince
Every bullet I now feel
And with every new wound, i flinch
As back my skin begins to peel.

__All my sanity is lost
But this is not the end
I cut off both of my legs-
because it's All the Trend.
_I sew them back with wool
To numb out the dull ache
I See that i was a fool
When black they turn with age
_"Silly, Silly Girl," Says mum
"Just what have you done?"
Then out her trusty breadknife she pulls,
And off again they come.
_She throws them to her side
I stumble onto my stumps
"That feels so much better!" I cry
Content with the black lumps.

__Manic are his junkie words
spilling fluent from his mouth
I tell him things will be alright
It seems that he calms down
_I turn away and in seconds he
Is halfway down the street
My brows indent ferociously
I catch him in a beat.
_I yank his arm around his back
He turns to me and Grins
"Thankyou so much, dear, for that-"
He speaks, Discarding to me that limb.

__I jump metres into the sky
And pause up in mid air
Tears engulf my dried up eyes:
I scream, "THIS IS NOT FAIR."
_I float back down hunched in a ball
Hands clasping his severed arm
Then suddenly through the ground i fall
Til I'm impailed by a Palm.
_I gasp for air, I jolt upright
Confused at the silent calm..
then up I light a ciggarette...
.. And turn off the Alarm.