Connection

A very dark true story that will probably explain 100% of my other work on here. It is kinda a mutant sonnet or something.

Slowly raising the gun to my head

I think of my sadness

How I am never comfortable in my own bed

The overwhelming madness

Hammer pulled back

Chamber loaded with a cure all pill

Ready for nothing but black

One last thrill

My phone makes a noise

I lower the gun 

The plan is destroyed

By my only loved one

Ask if I’m okay

I looked rough today

I am now

Is what I said

Just as good as the world will allow

It would be best to go to bed

You stayed all night

I knew why

Someday you were supposed to be my wife 

The only thought that didn’t cut like a knife

Later on in time

You wanted to hurt yourself too

A terrible crime

I texted you when you planned what to do

That night I stopped you

As you had stopped me

A connection shared by so few

Something was meant to be

Though you are gone from my life 

I can still not move on

You said you wanted to be my wife

For ever so long 

I’m sorry it was this way

May it be better someday