In a fit of rage you were
Breath thick with liqueur
A shotgun in his face held
Such anger could not be quelled
Screams of hatred impure
Naive, I jump in unsure
Now a gun held in my face
Unaware of the danger I brace
Shouts to move, nothing heard
Life I protect, I hear no word
Stop, just stop, this makes no sense
What triggers a crime so immense
A crime of passion you would regret
Put down the gun, you are the threat
It is not worth your lover interred
Sighs of relief, that night no boom heard
I don't remember how this ended so at a loss on how to end it other than as it is.