Not Another B & E
Pain so intense, I look down touching myself could’ve sworn I was bleeding from the hip,
Certain I was the victim of a random B & E.
Vision no longer blurred things becoming clear now; I glance over to see my lover lying next to me.
Eyes welling up again; I’m staring at you and the knife in your hand questionably??
Wondering what I’d done to cause you to break and enter me.
Blood spills from my chest, and is pooling about on our sheets,
Emptying from my bleeding heart; that’s been cut into flimsily fragments of meat.
It’s clear I’ve become a casualty in the war I believed we’d fight together.
They call it friendly fire, but nothing about this feels friendly,
Instead of being my lover it’s clear you’re becoming my enemy.
Funny, I thought we were a team and forever we’d rock together until eternity,
Wondering why now the need to protect myself from you is constantly.
Heart beats slowing down…. slowly beating, guess that’s the outcome of being wounded with this blood stained knife,
Even with blood pouring from me, I’m still in denial but it’s painfully obvious that you’re trying to take my life.
Silently praying to myself that someone heard the scuffle and quickly called EMS,
I pray they get here in time, cause I’m slowly dying inside from this fracture in my chest.
Oddly I thought this was a romance novel, but it’s turning into a mystery,
Barley conscious, thinking how long it took me to overcome the last time this shit happened to me,
This part of town seems notorious for random B & E’s.
My eyelids slowly closing as my consciousness is being ripped from me,
I grip the collar of your shirt starring into cold blank eyes, and my final breath escapes me,
The look in your eyes says it all, no longer believing you ever loved me.
Looks like I’m one more fatality, but unlike the others I know my attacker, so this is no longer a random B & E.
Pain so intense, I look down touching myself could’ve sworn I was bleeding from the hip,
Certain I was the victim of a random B & E.
Vision no longer blurred things becoming clear now; I glance over to see my lover lying next to me.
Eyes welling up again; I’m staring at you and the knife in your hand questionably??
Wondering what I’d done to cause you to break and enter me.
Blood spills from my chest, and is pooling about on our sheets,
Emptying from my bleeding heart; that’s been cut into flimsily fragments of meat.
It’s clear I’ve become a casualty in the war I believed we’d fight together.
They call it friendly fire, but nothing about this feels friendly,
Instead of being my lover it’s clear you’re becoming my enemy.
Funny, I thought we were a team and forever we’d rock together until eternity,
Wondering why now the need to protect myself from you is constantly.
Heart beats slowing down…. slowly beating, guess that’s the outcome of being wounded with this blood stained knife,
Even with blood pouring from me, I’m still in denial but it’s painfully obvious that you’re trying to take my life.
Silently praying to myself that someone heard the scuffle and quickly called EMS,
I pray they get here in time, cause I’m slowly dying inside from this fracture in my chest.
Oddly I thought this was a romance novel, but it’s turning into a mystery,
Barley conscious, thinking how long it took me to overcome the last time this shit happened to me,
This part of town seems notorious for random B & E’s.
My eyelids slowly closing as my consciousness is being ripped from me,
I grip the collar of your shirt starring into cold blank eyes, and my final breath escapes me,
The look in your eyes says it all, no longer believing you ever loved me.
Looks like I’m one more fatality, but unlike the others I know my attacker, so this is no longer a random B & E.