"Tea Party"
'I wish you were a girl'
Is what his mother said
'Put a gun to your head'
That's what he thought she said
'Put on the dress'
His reflection screamed
He picked up a gun instead
Eyes red
Tears bled
A bullet in his head
'Why didn't you love me?'
That's what his note read
"Tea Party, pt. 2"
'Why did you come here?'
Her question rang
As cold as the snow
On their son's grave
He didn't answer
He just blankly stared
At the name
They had to engrave
Then without even a word
The gun was in his hand
'I love you'
He whispered
'You will never be alone again'
The words danced
From his lips
With an elegant twist
Before he kissed the stone
He lifted the gun to his head
But shot his wife instead
Painting the snow a crimson red
Then without a second thought
All he saw was black
Except this to be out, hopefully before the end of the year!!!
33-year-old poet and author, from Michigan. I listen to music way too loud and procrastinate about getting any work done. https://linktr.ee/wilobru666
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