Needing To Die, So Bad

I found you passed out
in a pile of dry roasted mixed nuts
and I was embarrassed for you because
you were not yet awake enough to be
embarrassed appropriately and when you
finally had some sort of
dry, rocky sort of vomiting and you
could contemplate the gravity of your
foolishness and you felt really,
truly
pathetic is
when I pulled a handgun from my
pants and
shot you
in the face

You ended then and the story didn't really
change much.