A Game of Roulette

There’s a fracture in the sky, a rift in the sun
Like a manufactured eye, a bullet in a gun
Stumbling on ice, the cleats you abandoned
You made the sacrifice but wish you hadn’t
What is inevitable is intolerable
And it’s like a game of roulette
However, nothing gained and nothing left
It’s like shooting from the hip
Biting tongue with blood on the lip
And without it you won’t survive
Fast forward, backward in time.

Sometimes the emotions hit you spontaneously unexpected
And you fall to your knees with tears in your eyes, unprotected
The bullets whizzing by with a hissing hum
The ballads kissing sky, still you’re missing one
An emotional void with an enigma, you infatuate
You delicately suffer, you embrace, and you find your fate.