• My Life Story
    (Dedicated to Kayleigh Rachel Kirby)


    Part 1: The Husband

    I had loved many
    In many ways
    I had dated girls
    And, in them, I lost taste

    They would always leave me
    Though, I’d never leave them
    They would abuse my love
    And, try to make me hate them

    My life was so bad
    I was all alone
    My parents were okay
    But my life was my own

    I wanted out
    I saw the quickest way
    I took that rugged knife
    And, plunged it horridly

    I was always used
    My love was abused
    My life was turmoil
    And, pain was always due
    I felt the knife
    I used to make those scars
    That was my life
    And, it wasn’t going far
    My friends were very few
    My life was going fast
    I told my friends
    About my rugged past
    One of them was true
    She came to save my life
    She saw me in my room
    And, she took away the knife

    Part 2: The Wife

    (My life was only pain
    My parents were my fall
    They never set me free
    They kept me in their walls

    That was my life
    If I could not get out
    I would want to die
    More than waiting there in doubt

    I had a few friends
    I never got to see
    My parents kept me trapped
    There was only one thing

    The rope was looking nice
    I tied it to my throat
    I stood up on my chair
    Then knocked it to the floor)

    (I was always used
    My love was abused
    My life was turmoil
    And, pain was always due
    I felt the knife
    I used to make those scars
    That was my life
    And, it wasn’t going far
    My friends were very few
    My life was going fast
    I told my friends
    About my rugged past
    One of them was true
    He came to save my life
    He saw me in my room
    And, he took away the knife)

    Part 3: Their Life

    {Our lives are twined
    Two became one you see
    Her and I
    Are now the same thing

    We are each others’
    Other half in life
    We kept each other
    From dying from the knife

    We were just friends
    Then soon became more
    Now we have love
    And we closed all the doors

    We keep to ourselves
    Concerning what we’ve done
    It’s our little secret
    But, also how we found love}

    {I was always used
    My love was abused
    My life was turmoil
    And, pain was always due
    I felt the knife
    I used to make those scars
    That was my life
    And, it wasn’t going far
    My friends were very few
    My life was going fast
    I told my friends
    About my rugged past
    One of them was true
    He/she came to save my life
    He/she saw me in my room
    And, he/she took away the knife}