Tuesday, August 2, 2016

The choice, in the bedroom.

he found her that way,
in the bedroom, his best friend, with.
to his right hand, the loaded glock
to his left, his anger still

the choice, then now to make.
to change the world.
this to then,  himself to count
to this,  then change the world.

years then later , the children
to luv her did he still?

then to burn them through,
the many luvers,
together and apart.
once together again, they are.

the bedroom,
to this once,
they shared.
two now their are.
one for he, one for her.

then damaged they were
leave her, then he must,
yet to luv her still,
to go on she will.

but the children,
between them they have,
this choice to make,
to luv them still,
this choice to share.