Consequences

I’m going to tell you a story A story about a boy who’s probably dead right now…am sorry! I had to do this since dead people tell no tales We were close so I had to be the one who tells Love is the best feeling yet dangerous Looks simple but has brought down things that were once enormous It burns without flames Destroying many, too many to mention names He loved this woman Not good to mention anyway her name was Ann Yes! Was since she is no more I’m not surprised…death is normal All he did for her happened not to be enough Treated her gently in return she was rough Tough he was but had to be simple Was it not the right way to treat such people? Too much of good something is bad So loving too much was the weakness he had Slowly took over his mind turning him to a beast On human blood and flesh he was ready to feast Couldn’t stand it, the beast in him took over Turned against and hacked his lover Deaf he couldn’t hear her scream Blood to him looked like red cream Sadly he stared at her motionless body Feeling the emptiness, as around them was nobody Coming to his senses and realizing what he had just done He took a knife and drove it through his heart, by the time people arrived he was already gone.