Victim

Used by many

Left by some

To all spares every penny

But has ears from none

Caught up in a journey

Though it's just begun

"911, what's your emergency?"

"Help! There's a somebody with a gun!"

A loud ROAR, Dead Silence, could it be? 

Faking a smile once more for dear death, sinking is the setting sun

A relief that theres no more reality

& now a free soul says.. "Finally, I will forever rest, no more will I have to run."