Trigger happy

Cold dark metal
Heavy in his hands
cold and black as his heart.
Adreniline
pumps hard through his veins
Eyes flicker back and forth.
Ordinary
Suspiscions are nought
He looks like you and me.
Paranoia
Anticipation
Will he be caught this time?
Eyes flickering
eyeing out options
Who's he gonna get next?
Finds his target
With hands unshaking
steadily takes his aim.
Bang bang bang bang
Screams litter the air
The first victim falls dead.
He smiles
Walks away
His day is made.