Next in the queue,

For the ride inevitable

The goosebumps, the emptiness

I already sense

Was it my turn yet?!

The ticket had my name

But, here I am 

Unaware of the rules of the ineluctable game..

Fear, flashbacks and rage

Flooding my mind

I wish I really had killed u

And relished in contentment

Of being honored for the noble job

I did spare you 

It turned on me

Being mocked for not doing the deed

Could have changed my world

Standing at the gunpoint

Waiting to feel my ears go deaf

Still Vengeful 

Will slay you!