It was dark and the moon full of white.
but a man soul i must steal, just doesnt sound right.
a person has paid for my services to be on point for one night.
the time comes, and I see his blinding headlights.
the headlights stare at me in the bushes before he pulls in.
i sit there, counting my blessings asking myself why, why this sin.
to kill a man is the worst, but i was in love with her,
she was mines, and he was the only thing standing in the way of a future that for now was a blurr.
i focus on reality and move towords his house.
looking in the window, i study him as he makes a sandwich and grabs a seat on the couch.
business man, caught in a world of deception and betrayal from a woman he thought he loved.
but all along, at least for the last couple of weeks, i was the man she loved.
we spent weekends together alone in his places, places that he bought for them.
and i was about to take that from him, all of it, i ask myself, y this sin,
I check for anyone being nosy, close clear.
so i load up and fire, in the mean time the phone rings and grazes his ear,
DAMN....i missed......he looked up and around.
I ran, and never looked back to predict if i was the clown,
but in a image, came the flip side,
i was that guy on the other end of the bullet
and was wondering what was on his mind before he pulled it.
i wish the bullet would have missed and hit me in the ear, body so weak feels like i am almost there.
but i am gone and family will never know why i lay, with such a blank stare
my time was short here, but i made good of it while i was here.
i am in a better place where i have no fear.
But can someone please tell me, did anyone see that?
