Dead Jealous

Of all the things I could’ve done
After all the crap I took from her,
I breathed in and held the gun
And waited for the courage to come.

I hated her at the end.
She had the things I dreamt of
You would not think she was once a friend
After you saw her hit me.

Her parents hit it big time
Bought a ticket just like me
They won the jackpot, got the dime.
She didn't even tell me.

She never spoke to me from then
Unless it was a snide remark.
She bragged, she boasted about her and Ben
Ben her boyfriend, my best friend.

She knew I loved him, not a care.
So she went ahead to hurt me.
She found my test and began to tear.
She asked me later if I saw her there.

She left a note “oops was that me”
I knew she was in ecstasy
Because of how she looked at me.
She lifted her skirt and kicked me.

I was jealous. I hated her stony heart.
Every word caused me pain.
She bragged about Ben AND Tom. What a tart.
I leapt forward and punched the air.

And then I was here, alone again.
I’m writing my story with this bullet.
People will remember me, a shame.
And now I am dead jealous!