The Flowers of Romance
The flowers of romance lay withered and dead
As shown by the blood running from my head
Lying on the floor, life expired
Notice of a love now retired
Rewind one hour to be told
Of how this story did unfold
Events that lead to my untimely demise
Will surely bring a tear to your eyes
All was well at that time
Until I committed a terrible crime
I wished my love would stop her drinking
But the same thing she wasn't thinking
She didn't agree and said I was wrong
For she could handle it as she was strong
I said she had changed since being on the booze
Kneeling there begging for her love not to loose
With her face full of anger she told me to go
As she looked around for something to throw
She said her love had long time died
Words pierced my heart as I knelt and cried
Her rage was rising at an alarming rate
Eyes glaring with evil and face full of hate
The demon drink had poisoned her soul
And ripped out my heart leaving a hole
I started to rise for my life I did fear
As she grabbed a poker lying near
With almighty force she swung it wide
Striking my head full on the side
© A S May 2013