Pure As Soil

So here I stand thinking you dead,
And there you are with a hole in your head.
I can't believe what I have done,
I stare at your blood and then at the gun,
I sit down and hold your hand wishing you weren't gone,
But I feel no regret for the deed that's been done,
It was the only way to keep you from straying.
I needed you here and here you are staying.
Was the other worth it? Was she more than me?
Or was it just the lust to finally be free?
Of our love, our trust, and our happiness?

I gaze at the gun and then at the shell,
Just one little shot and all will be well.
I look at your hand, it's long been cold.
Your blood has clotted and your face looks so old.
I can see the surprise and the fear written there,
Teh unspoken statement of "You wouldn't dare."
Well, I dared and I did and would do it again,
To keep you from committin the unspeakable sin.

What made you think that I wouldn't figure it out?
I could taste her on you rlips nad smell her in your hair.
How much did you do:What all did you share?
Did it make you feel better to hold her tight,
Then kissing my lips like it was all alright?
I must not forget to mention the other,
That woman of deciet, your mysterious lover.
I didn't forget her or her misdeeds.
She tried to escape, tried to plead,
But I tied her up and weighted her down.
I pushed her into her own pool.
Where I assumed that she drowned.

Now that leaves me and my unfortunate fate.
What will I do withou tmy lover and mate?
There's n o reason to go on,laugh, or smile.
No reason to live since nothing's worthwhile,
But I need to leave something behind.
So no on will make a mistake just like mine.
So I pull out a pencil and write a few lines.

"Life is unforgiving and love is unreal,
Don't trust your feelings, they can drive yo uto kill.
Everyone's lying and trying to decieve.
No one takes out time to believe.
Now take time to consider my last words.
Words that are written,
But will never be heard."