A Price Paid in Blood

..Once upon a time in a slumy place on earth

A man gets off work not making nearly his worth

At the end of his day he's dirty and tired

And ready for home to be with his one true desire

 

 

He thinks to himself another dime in the bank

And maybe someday that vacation they'll take

As he reaches the car the clouds turn a shade of grey

Stan starts his way home to end his hard day  

 

As he drives in the car he thinks of his wife

The love that they share,there wonderful life

He cant wait to get home and be in her grace

To hold her so tight,to kiss her beautiful face 

 

 

Pulling into the drive he knows the time is near

To be with the woman he loves oh so dear

With a smile on his face and a pep in his step

Stan enters his place to a sound he could never expect
 

 

For from the bed that he sleeps the laughter of lovers fills the air

And the actions that drive there moans he is unable to bare

He falls to the floor as the tears flow from his eyes

And curses the devil that brought this to there joyous lives
 

 

How could this happen she said she loved me so much

But if that where true why does she feel another mans touch

He closes his eyes and preys he was still on his way home

But his wishing is interupted by another passoinate moan
 

 

A now fragile stan with his last bit of poise

Decides to stand up and end that terrible noise

He walks to the kitchen like a man at the end of his life

Then opens the bottom drawer to pick up a knife
 

 

He walks down the hall with his emotionless face

And opens the door to find them there in that place

That place where dreams were made,promises of forever

Where they would lie sleeping, growing old together
 

 

The lovers look up to realize there fate is made

The man tries to run but is soon met with a blade

But Stans wife does not move she stays still in disgrace

As she looks at her husband and sees the pain in his face
 

 

Her last words are spoken "We gave life are best"

Then stan steps forward stabbing his wife through the chest

She falls down beside her young lover on the floor

Stan drops the knife and opens the closet door
 

 

He removes his rifle placing the barrel under his chin

Then pulls the trigger with his toes putting stan's life at an end

Before you break a heart think of the cost of your fun

Because somtimes the price is paid in blood with a knife and a gun

 

Author: M.Rose

Author's Note

ignore grammar problems

Reviews

[Helen Woodward]

True, horrible, deceitful and completely believable poetry here. I believe that this type of deception is the worst kind. When you have given your heart and soul to someone the very least you would like in return is theirs. You have managed to make this sound like a major International incident, which of course it is.
Difficult to ignore grammar mistakes, try and revise before posting.
Wonderful work!!
Cheers,

Helen :-)

[mooney]

This is by far your best!

[Cassandra D.]

Gave me a chilling sensation. Very nice.

[Helen Crutchett]

Intense filled imagery from your talented pen. Another well written piece...much enjoyed. ~ Helena

[Sean M. Addams]

very cool and creepy piece .. thought you did a great job with the imagery in this .. overall a very impressive write... nice work!!!

[funeralmoon]

great job.. good details and nice imagery. :)

[E.J. Stevens]

Incredibly suspenseful. So much raw emotion. Well told.

[Amber Hardy]

I love this. There is so many different types of emotion going on here. It's scary that this was the fate, but so beautiful how everything was laid out. Very well done.

[StoryTailor]

Incredible. Terrible. Beautiful. And disgusting all at the same time. Good job, the emotions are portrayed well in this.

[Kai Muhsik]

The deception in this poem is beautifully portrayed. I loved it.