Locked Away

I am sitting in a room with walls at all my sides, Starring at the ceiling like I was hypnotized. Wanting to talk but the walls are much to thin, Longing to get out but I think they locked me in. What had I done to be locked so tight away? To tell the story right I will start with yesterday. Leaving work early to surprise my wife, but when I arrived at home I got the surprise of my life. Overwhelmed in anger I grabbed for my gun, Kicking in the door to bust up there fun. So now you know what I’ve done to be locked in this place, I took out all my anger when I shot him in the face. That man probably didn’t think that he would loose his life, But he probably should have thought of that before he screwed my wife.