Innocence
Shattered glass on the floor
Pieces in my arm and shoulder
I cry softly as I see the scene
Acknowledging the views in the corner
I get up, stumble with every step
Hearing my thick blood drip on the ground
My eyes adjusting to the room
and my mistakes being found
I turn on the lights
and blink a few times
My soul just split in half
I saw that I committed a crime
Your body lying so still
being so lifeless
I bend down next to you
Your face, I start to caress
I immediately saw memories
Of what happened the previous night
What started as a celebration
Turned into a dangerous fight
I've never been so angry before
I was tricked! I was played!
It was between us and my life
I chose me to be saved
You pulled out a gun
Pointing it directly to my face
Yelling and screaming back and forth
Saying, "I never loved you in the first place!"
The look in your eyes
Was not the real you
They were vacant and fake
This is something you'd never do
My hair is a complete mess
My clothes are torn and ripped to shreds
I fixate my eyes, and get back to reality
The lifeless you is dead.
I really trusted you, I was so stupid!
Because now the event occured
I turn to look into a mirror
and asked myself, "Who is this monster?"
I wipe my face and my tears
and take a deep breath
To count all the time
of my life I had left.
The police sirens are getting stronger
I now only have a few moments
So thank you, cruel, cruel world
for taking away all of my innocence.
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