like a gun

I loaded a gun only to feed curiosity

If death in a matter of seconds 

Is escape in its most fruitful form

I'd be grasping it wholeheartedly

I'm just wondering, call me insane

What it would lead to and where

If it makes you ponder and proud

Let it be what you wanted and more

If it would take you to infinity

Would every second count

And willfully make you wonder

Just for the sake of it

And the thrill of it?