Too Close

It was almost the end. It was way too close to the end.

She had drink after drink

And he got higher than the sun 

They giggled and laughed 

At their little movie 

I wrote in my notebook

Filling page after page 

Wondering if he'll ever stop being angry at me

Hoping it'll be soon 

He closed the barn door

So no one would notice 

He found an old sheet on the top loft

Tied it in a loop 

The perfect size 

She finished her whiskey bottle 

He filled the room with smoke

The movie has ended

Sleep slowly takes them 

I drop my pen

Anger at him overwhelming 

I hate him

Even when we're so far away

I say good riddance to what we had

And slam my notebook closed 

He puts the noose around his neck 

And steps off the chair 

She forgot he was there

I hated him 

He found a sheet

Too close

I tell him everyday 

Too close 

He begs her for help

Too close

And she turns away

It won't be long now 

Before the barn door opens again

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Destructive forces at play. Sad state of affairs. It happens.

Chris

[KCthelastboyscout]

A somber story of pain and neglect.a slow burn that flashes into fire then turns into ashes.
Bleak but intriguing to read