The Birds pt. 3

The Birds (part 3 ending)

As I look upon a woman I loved I can see she is dead. From the hole in her heart shed the blood that starts to spread. Then I saw her, gun in her hand how tall she stands as I am on my knees only thing I could see is the evil in her. She holds the gun to my head, didn’t even say a word she disappeared in the wind. I just sat there thinking why? I know I hurt her but I still fixed her wings so she could fly. She had a whole life in front of her but she pulled the trigger made it end. She was my friend, though I may love her. Thinking about the times as I buried her, which was her only wish was for me to get my life together, settle down and marry her. Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken? Who needs a life when a life can be stolen? Who needs love when it doesn’t last for long and……why work out a love that’s already strong and………if this was chest then were simply pawns of our kings and queens until they die then we become them were only repeating our fallen.

Why shall I get hurt for wanting to be free? When it’s your fault I told you not to fall in love with me. Something you thought was beautiful turns out to be ugly. This is what happens when you love me, I was a cold sub-zero can’t even freeze me. So I drank killing off some brain cells, flying myself into trouble people worrying about me being well. Ever since that day I felt like I’ve walked in hell. Barely have any oxygen but I’m still going to inhale. I could only fly back to the place I found her. How she thought that there wasn’t any love and her world crumbles around her. Bottle in my hand, took a drink wipe my mouth and here I stand. Rampaged, enraged, engaged to breaking shit to see if it will change. Then I sat there with that look of pain with everything broken in my range. I treated my memories as visine trying to see the picture clearer. But it kept reflecting smoke at me I was smoking mirrors in this smoke and mirrors. But it’s hiding the truth so now it’s a broken mirror and all it shows that revenge has got her. She flew in that night. only to see my wings broken, heart shattered with tears running down my face. But she didn’t want to comfort me or hold me tight. Her .44 rises I close my eyes as she sends me to a better place.