Pressing the cold barrel into his mouth
Finger trembling on trigger
Surely he started to reconsider.

For the emptiness inside
Contained then swallowed

Demons whispering cried
Softly speaking
The dying lies within.

Listening slowly
To whispers echoing

To give up his fight.
 Begging his fault.

Until his last thought.

Based off one of the first EMS calls I responded to 11 years ago.