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Dieing dream reality

I saw blood and my eyes looking weary  
I see a light thats halfway dreary  
Blood is gushing from my hearts' core  
Creating a red river centered with me on the floor  
I wonder if these are my last thoughts  
What's the point of finding clues or connecting the dots  
Is this the past,present,or my futures vision  
To me it looks like I got stabbed or shot with precision  

I hear words but I'm not even useing my tongue  
All I want to say is why do the good die young  
I'm slowly drifting but then I woke  
Only to find the cruelest sick joke  
I see my wife covered in blood holding a note  
I look at my hand to see a nife at her throat  
 
I dropped the knife ,grabbed the note and started to read,  
"My husband" I'm pregnant and leaving because a better father is what we need  
 
I looked at the mirror  to say why  
Slit my wrists and watched myself die...
Dakotaguygemini
Written by Dakotaguygemini (DakotaGonzales)
Published | Edited 7th Feb 2015
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