My Thoughts

I sit there in my chair in the darkened of my home. My cigarette smoking away in the ash tray. A bottle of vodka next to it, a shot glass full in one hand and my glock in the other. In the darkness I remember the time we shared all the laughs we had, when I was able to look at you and not be filled with anger. The glock with one in the chamber, is caressing my head with a cold metal kiss. My glass of vodka shatters in my hand, tears stream my face.. I know you'll be hurt.. I begin yelling your name, firing my rounds off at your picture on the wall. With a diabolical smile on my face I drop my glock grabbing a sawed off shot gun on my back, a hidden glock on my hip. I walk outside heading towards my motorcycle. Heading south searching for your home..I don't plan on stopping til I go through Texas. I found your lover and decided to follow, we end up at a small home.. I wait in a bush until I hear you screaming. I broke into the home, followng your screams only to find the room.. He as on top of you as you gripped his body.....
I cock my shot gun aiming it at his hand, he stops and turns to me..fear filling his and your eyes. You know what I must do.. He falls frm the bed without a head, blood sprayed the walls and your pretty face. I cock it again, aiming at you. Your screams begin filling my ears louder this time. I give up and walk away like the stupid bitch you made me out to be. You chase after mr grabbing a knife on your way.. Never flinching you stab me in the back. I turn to you grabbing your wrists slamming you into the wall for one finall kiss before I leave you forever..