A gun shot
Echoed
Threw the hollow house
A bloody body
Fell
To the tile floor
A wicked smirk
Planted
Upon your face
I run screaming
Toward
The blood stained door
What became of you?
What happened to the man we loved?
Did the silence get to you?
Its not our fault you are so screwed up
Why take it out on us?
The ones you loved
You laugh manically
Staring
At your blood stained hands
I shakily
Grab
Your loaded gun
With a click
Planted
Between your eyes
I pull the trigger
Laughing
I have won
What became of me?
What happened to the person I was?
Did the blood get to me?
Its not your fault I am so screwed up
Why take it out on you?
The ones I loved
As I sit
Alone
In my room
Dark thoughts
Enter
My mind
I grab for the
Blade
Letting the blood flow
I am dying
Alone
To face my doom
What became of us?
What happened to the people we were?
Did the life get to us?
Its not our fault we were so screwed up
Why take it out on us?
The ones we loved
The cops file
One
Bloody suicide
Followed by
Two
Simultaneous homicides
We are laid
Together
In a cemetery plot
With no one knowing
What
Became of us
What became of us?
Its not our fault we were so screwed up
Its not our fault
That life got to us
