A gun on my head

It is cold and rough,

It is terrible and tough,

Extremely hard to escape,

Am I doing a mistake?

Tears and sweat,

Making my cloth wet,

Accompany by the fear, in my mind,

There’s only one thing,

Knowing the death is waiting..

Hope that I still have a chance,

Please, give me more time,

To seek for forgiveness,

To fix the ugliness..

I’m still single,

Hope that I can live longer,

Please, don’t kill me,

I will give you all my money..

Where’s the Superman, Spiderman or Batman?

Please, lend me a hand!

BANG!!

Suddenly, the black thing shouts,

And I thought it is blackout..