the break inA Poem by dead poet 79
she cried into her hands the day will never be the same she has lost the love of her life everything started as a normal day they both got out of bed early went to a tiny little restaurant that they loved ate the same breakfast as they have done numerous times left and went back home pulling into the driveway they noticed that the front door was open he gets out of the car and tells her stay here he slowly walks into the house she waits in the car creeping into the door HEY WHO ARE YOU then silence a man runs from the house she gets out of the car and runs into the house alot of blood everywhere she screams for him JAMES his body is laying on the floor no movement she runs to his side JAMES get up get up as she begins to cry picks up the phone calls 911 help me hes bleeding everywhere the police come hes already dead she cries into her hand the days will never be the same the house is sold now she is living far away but at night she still sees him laying on the floor with blood all around wakes up in a cold sweat night after night tries to move on remarries has a child but still the image of his body will not leave her memory © 2009 dead poet 79 |
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Added on January 28, 2009 Authordead poet 79Knoxville, by way of Chattanooga, TN, TNAboutI'm 29, have been writing for over a decade now. Inspirations, Charles Bukowski, Edgar Allan Poe, Slyvia Plath, Music, and everyday people on the bus. more..Writing
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