The phone rings
Boss cancels last meeting
In time to surprise my wife
On the freeway speeding.
Stopped at the store
She'll love the roses
Picturing her on the bed
Performing sexy poses.
The time has come
I open the front door
And I see another mans clothes
Lying on the floor.
My blood boils over
As does my temper
Opening my heart
For the Devil to enter.
My mind goes blank
Over in a second
Easy to give in
When the hand of Temptation beckons.
As the smoke clears
And the casings lie cool
I step over the blood
That begins to pool.
No attention to him
Over to her, I walk
I'll never forget her face
Right before the final shot.
Like paint on a canvas
The splatter stained the wall
Of all the work I've done
I like this one most of all.
Feeling a familiar feeling
My mind comes back to me
Taking a deep breath
I snap back to reality.
Instead, I pick up their clothes
Fold them on the couch
Set my ring on the table
And walk out.....
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Author:
Simple-Man87 (
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Comments3
You guys are very kind. Thank you. I know it's simple, I don't use the big words some of these other people do, you are all so talented. But I try.
That's kind of you to say. I just don't have any confidence.
Whoa, this was intense. The braver man walked out the door! Great rendering of powerful emotions.
Good powerful write.
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