Insomnia

He slept by my side,

now his eyes are open wide.

The last thing he sees,

is a bloody image of me.

I didn't mean him any harm,

yet he cried out,

sounding my mental alarm.

It was her and me,

he awakes to see,

both of his lovers,

violently fighting eachother.

I pull the trigger to shoot her dead,

and then another burrows in his head.

My love is dead, 

and so is she,

finally now,

I can sleep in peace.