Kristin Bordelon Poet Sonnet

Murdered Me

Murdered me with your love 
Murdered me with your lies 
I could see the rage when I looked into your eyes

You told me that you loved me 
but I just wanted to leave. 
"Why can't you just be happy" you ask 
While pushing me to my knees 

Always playing the victim
You're good at playing that game
Lies of mistreatment; lies and untruths
All I ever wanted was away from your abuse. 

That night I planned to leave
That night my plan was perfect
But you found out and rallied your crew
You said I couldn't leave, you said we weren't through

I managed to escape you  
And locked myself in a room 
But you had other plans
And I knew my fate was doomed

You pryed open my door
And I tried to keep it shut
But your crew breached the second entry 
And I knew my time was up

You stood behind the gun; 
You pointed it in my direction
You pulled the trigger; 
And took my life  
You took it with just one finger

You claimed my death was suicide
But we both know the truth
You continue to play the victim
But now they're on to you!

Written By: Kristin Bordelon

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Anna M Shepard June 21, 2018 at 6:10 PM Wow! Even though I could just tell how it was going to end, I couldn't pull myself away. Well done. Kristin Bordelon June 24, 2018 at 5:46 PM Thank you for the positive feedback, Anna Shepard. Sadly, this poem was written in relation to a personal tragedy and I wrote it in memory of my daughter's father who died in 2015.