They asked me why I did it

For I am the one to blame

When the gunshot triggered

He was screaming out my name



I wish I could directly fold

This hand that I’ve been dealt

I wish that I could hold

and feel what I once felt



This round is not over

I won’t last till it’s done

I need me a four leaf clover

To win back what I once won



Is this punishment for disobedience

chastised for things gone wrong?

Save me from my personal Hades

For I’ve forgotten about being strong



I can’t resolves these issues

revolving in my head

don’t know what I’ll tell his missus

Her husband now is dead



“Why do such a horrible thing

You vile and heartless beast!

He was everything that I ever loved

How am I to live with him deceased?”



Blame it on the liquor

or on the vile medicine

What once held fervent favour

Is now wearing my soul thin



How am I to show her

the things he did to me

Should I let her know

his hidden hypocrisy?



Give me hope and reason

to keep on going forth

Don’t bar me with my treason

and expose me in my court





I know I must protect her

This weak woman in her youth

Her husband would have finished her

left her mad and mute





A twin soul we share

but this dark twisted side is mine

I know I love her dearly

but I saved her just in time



My mind is speaking a dead language

The dialect now unknown

My voice just echoes back

I am speaking it alone



I will not seek her forgiveness

nor will she spare me from eternal hate

It doesn’t matter to me

As long as it wasn’t too late



Guilt I know is mine

And verdict shall soon be passed

My last words on death row be

Take me home atlast



I glance into the eyes of his missus

and just in a flash, my twin soul I see

the woman staring back, horror struck,

that woman, his missus, is me.