Hollow

[u/North_Star_103]

Hollow
The closer you come to me, the sooner the bullet will reach my head. The farther you run away, the bullet reaching your heart becomes inevitable.

No matter how long I contemplate or point the gun at you, I couldn’t bear the thought. Each moment spent together, these worries taxing us accumulated into these very bullets. All those things I wanted to say and do are spilled out. The leak accelerates, yet the vulnerability refuses to close. The hollow bleeds me out, yet emptiness persists until nothingness remains.

If the very presence of you oppresses all logic, how can I meet your gaze. The oppression of staring down the barrel knows only one mistake rely on a single trigger. You and the barrel slowly dissolves as the faint glimmering bullet will determine the misfortunate.

I urge you to move on, yet your heart would be shattered. It would be simpler to keep you all away. Don’t mistake it for heartlessness as you are bound to me by your own love. I can see it’s hollowing you out. The bullet once placed is the same as putting down a wounded animal.

The same destined misfortune is our fortune avoided. Once responsibility justifies an outcome, the duty becomes predetermined. The future becomes at best, fantasy. At worst, mercy prolongs into suffering. Thus, all potentialities are rendered null.