Everyday, every moment I wake up thinking about the day time runs out on my clock. Each bullet I reload into my clip is each second, minute, hour or day I’m walking amongst these streets. Each bullet I put are my chances to survive while living. Each time I cock back this gun is each time when I become a savior, a monster or a hero. But each time my finger is on the trigger is each moment when I fear death. Not the death of me but the life of another. No man or woman wants to live this life I do but when the light doesn’t shine on you it leaves you with the embrace of the dark. I work in the shadows to make the lives of others safe but the dark also hides monsters and demons other than myself. Seeking power in the depths of the shadows leaves great consequences for the action you take and the power you seek. Because as the saying goes “Battle not with monsters, lest ye become a monster, and if you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.”