.45

Wait by the door

always once more

for old times sake.

 

How much more must I take

before the final break

of my thining patience.

 

No illusions, no innocence

lost all complacence

when I smelled her perfume.

 

You sauntered into the room

spelled your own doom

with that spark in your eye.

 

Spilling s**t in the form of another lie

ignore every tear that I cry

no more lonely nights.

 

The truth is in the muzzle's light

you never saw it flashing bright

just the glint of cold steel on my forty-five.

Reviews

[bluessadmood]

You sauntered into the room
spelled your own doom
with that spark in your eye.
Spilling s**t in the form of another lie
ignore every tear that I cry
no more lonely nights...i was pulled in by this,i just love these words
no more lonely nights,no not for me..i really loved this ..
lovely write..

[Kelley]

Ok you must tell me what this was about Beth???
I loved it! And its going in my fav's.
Dark and brooding and the b***h got hers in the end......smiles

Great write thanks for sharing.

Kelley

[Crazy Cat Man]

Oh yeahhhhhhhh I love this piece.....never mess with someone who is pushed over the edge. such a dark piece i love it

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Oh my... Very straight forward... the ending really got my attention... very nicely done.