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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

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 6/21/2018 6:10:00 PM
Wow! Even though I could just tell how it was going to end, I couldn't pull myself away. Well done.
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Kristin Bordelon
Date: 6/24/2018 5:46:00 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.

Book: Shattered Sighs