Looking out the window

Looking out the window.

I look out the window watching the rainfall down,
Sitting there in my nightgown, thinking I could just drown.
Listening to it fall against the house,
Spotting just one titmouse.

I can feel the tears swell up in my eyes,
As I think of you, and all those lies.
I remember that horrid night, when I knew my life would be taken.
Because I was wrong about you, you acted just like Satan.

I though you were a true friend,
But it was all pretend.
You just used me, so you could get what you wanted.
Your plan though, was very well crafted.

That day you wanted me dead,
You wanted me made into bloodshed!
You sat me down, sitting on the ground,
You thought I was dumbfound.

Then you grabbed that gun,
Not letting me run.
Pointed it at my head,
And said.

"You were always the best," she confessed.
"Everyone always liked you, I was just there!
I tried to tell you to beware, but you did not care.
I think this is only fair!"

After that, it was a blur.
She wanted to slaughter!
But I made to much noise.
And it made a decoy.

The neighbors herd,
The cops came.
And put her to shame,
She was taken in.

I was soaking wet, sticky, with blood.
I was truly wounded,
Inside,
And out.
As I sit there looking out the window,
I tried to swallow,
All the pain.
It was making me go insane.

I knew I was safe now.
But I did have to make one last vow.
" what ever I did, I am sorry.
And one day I will come and say I am sorry."