The Inevitable Feeling

As the bullet exits the chamber, it penetrates the skin; Your eyes open, only to see your wounded kin.

The booming voice in your head is the enemy of self-control, it tempts and taunts and laughs at you, until you kill your soul.

Once you think you have the safety on, you break another heart; Once you think you've mastered it, it rips your mind apart.

A canary waits before it sings, for it knows the proper time, the people who speak too much are a dozen for a dime.

The raven speaks in puzzles, so human fools won't understand; if they really knew what the raven was saying, he would certainly be banned.   

If you are wise then you will listen, only fools ignore these words; if you want to quiet that booming voice, just listen to the birds.