TheTruthAfterAll

I awoke to a gun shot,
Scared half to death.
I ran to the next room,
She'd taken her last breath.

Amazed to find,
A good friend gone.
I sat in the blood,
To think and mourn.

Her life now over,
Mine was to be too.
No more bullets,
She knew what I’d do.

How could she do this,
I was just next door.
Now she's dead,
On her bedroom floor.

Her mum isn't home,
I'll tell her myself.
I gave her a ring,
Sat the phone on the shelf.

My hands were shaking,
I told her to come quick.
She thought it was a joke,
Just another childish trick.

When she returned home,
I was sitting on the floor.
Yet to stop and cry,
I thought of her corpse.

After telling her mum,
I held her tight.
I couldn’t cry yet,
It didn’t feel right.

She didn’t believe it,
Had to see if it was real.
She rocked back n forth,
I didn’t know what to feel.

She took another glance,
Then hit me with force.
I didn’t take it personal,
Her grief was taking course.

She said she hated me,
I could have stopped this.
I'll never forget those words,
It was like an acid kiss.

Up until this very day,
I still haven’t cried a tear.
Thanks to those words,
I’m filled with hate and filled with fear.

Hate toward myself,
And fear against what I’ll do.
Tonight I shall die,
Like her mum wanted me to.