The Woman In The Red DressA Poem by jasmine levertThe Woman in the Red Dress The
beautiful young woman gets ready for a night out. She
does her hair. She puts on
her makeup. She puts on
her ruby and diamond earrings. She then
puts on her long, ruby red, V neck dress that has a slit on the right side. She finally
puts on her black high heels and her expensive perfume. As she walks
the streets of New York City she looks and sees happy couples walking. Her heart
aches because she really wants that. She was once
loved but he left her because he couldn’t handle her sad soul. The woman in
the red dress sees men seductively looking at her. They see the
beautiful woman in the red dress but they don’t see the depressed demon in her.
The woman in
the red dress walks inside her favorite bar. She then
sits in a chair right at the bar. She sees a
man smile and wink at her from the end of the bar. But little does
he know that this woman is ordering her favorite drink for the last time in her
favorite bar. The woman in
the red dress order a glass of her favorite red wine. As time goes
by she had drank of whole bottle of her favorite red wine. Drunk and
sad the woman in the red dress pays for her drinks and leaves the bar. As she stumbles
across the street she almost gets ran over by a car. The woman in
the red dress finally arrives back to her expensive but lonely home. The woman in
the red dress closes the door. She walks
inside her bedroom and sits on her bed. She really
wishes that her life is over…in order for that to happen she needs to be dead. The woman in
the red dress walks slowly to her closet. She takes
out her father’s old and loaded gun that she hid in a shoe box in her closet. She walks
back to her bed and sits down. As she looks
at the gun tears begins to come down from her beautiful face. She believes
that when she dies she will go to a better place. The woman in
the red dress c***s the gun and points it at the right side of her head. She then
whispers as tears continue to fall “It’s about time that I am dead”. The woman in
the red dress pulls the trigger and there is a loud bang. The dead
woman in the red dress lies on her back on her big and lonely bed. A few
minutes later an elder female neighbor enters the dead woman’s apartment concerned
because she heard the loud bang. When she
sees the woman in the red dress lying dead on her lonely bed. The elder
woman shakes her head and she whips a tear from her face as she quietly says “Poor
Ariel…she really wanted to be dead”. © 2013 jasmine levertReviews
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3 Reviews Added on November 29, 2013 Last Updated on November 30, 2013 Authorjasmine levertHouston, TXAboutI'm a 22 amateur writer/poet/songwriter etc. I love to write and be around people who share the same joy to write. more..Writing
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