Dead Body

Black roses everywhere

Splashed with blood

Some torn, some wrinkled

A knife within someone's hands

That crazed look in their eyes

Hunched over; crying and mumbling

What have I've done?

What have I've killed?

Shaking; he gets up

Looks over to the dead body

For he spits on it and curse

Why did you have to touch my wife?

You f*****g pervert!

I am glad you are dead, but I can never get my wife back

I am going to be alone; all because of you!

Thinking suicide thoughts.....it's not worth it, he thinks

Life is too short to die so soon

Walking away into the darkness

For he will survive and move on.