Pulling one trigger

And he sleeps

So quietly still

Without a sound

He dreams with skill

Barely a breath

Can I hear him inhale

I stare at him

Every single detail

No snore or flutter

Nor a a single twitch

Muscles still not flexed

Well, my turn now to switch

An hour now

His pillow on my lap

The hard of my knees

Rested atop where I sat

Needless to say

My legs going numb

Time to proceed

Time to proceed

Time to proceed

Time to proceed

Time to proceed

Time to proceed

And take out my gun

I just sat

Trigger prepared

for hours following

never once scared

He had to pay

For all he had done

I could never regain from

His hate and his violent fun

Perfect play

Few knew of he or me

This planned perfectly

The police surely would agree

Yet I chose in waiting

The thrill of me now deciding

Knowing I was capable

Of anything inside me

I turned on the video

So I could ever rewind

Proof of my courage

Victory then is now behind

Something inside of me

Embraced each hour

I had never before felt

Already smelling the gun powder

Then I was ready

To fill Justice my way

I shot him in the temple

Bloody now where he lay

My only regret I reflect

Is he didn't see me do it

Or didn't hear him begging

No mercy, cries or see him submit

I guess that's when it hit me

As I started to scream

Drenched in sweat

I awoke from my dream

Thankful, I then had

Some milk with a treat

I looked down beside me

Where he lay comfortably asleep

But in the morning

he woke me early with a yell

Asked what was this video

Should he play it or let me tell?

Should he play it or let me tell?

Should he play it or let me tell?

Should he play it or let me tell?

Should he play it or let me tell?

Should he play it or let me tell?

Should he play it or let me tell?