Ema Nekaf - Lost Love

He used to love me
But something had changed.
He wasn't happy with me anymore
It was all very strange.

He started to yell at me
I was getting a little scared.
Did I do something wrong
Of which I wasn't aware?

He looked like a monster
I never heard what he said
He had red glowing skin
And horns on his head.

I didn't feel when he hit me
My body was numb.
I hoped it was temporary
Effects from the rum.

When I saw the blood on his hands
It came as a surprise.
He must have been hitting harder
Than I realized.

'Was I holding this knife
The entire time? '
Then I looked down and realized
The blood was not mine.

'It's over'
Is that what he said?
Before I gave him that blow
In the back of the head?

'I'm in love with her'?
Before I took the knife
And put it through his heart
Taking his life?

Now I'm in a plush room.
The walls are very thick.
I'm in a straight jacket.
Now who drew the short stick?

Ema Nekaf

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