split my infinitives

^{why don't you just pull the trigger
and get it over with
the first bullet already ricocheted to my chest
I've already stopped breathing
finish me off already
this prolonged feeling of elusion
as you point your gun in my direction
your pistol loaded
with bullets of indifference
ready to fire at will
and fire you do
I have nothing to shield myself
but only these vague memories
to dull my senses
but they are useless in the end
if I'm the only one who remembers
and your indifference pierces
right through them}