Linnet
They’ll say I took him from you. Simply because I could.
You two played Bonnie and Clyde, while courting Jekyll and Hyde
He should win an oscar, for making me believe. While you are the sun, I was only the moon.
Did you throw your head back, shared a glass of wine and laughed? My death so cruelly calculated. Pat yourselves in the back.
Your fury disguised in friendship, even hell would applaud you for. I only take what I’ve been given. Are my circumstances worth dying for?
Put me out with a single shot, different hands formed the trigger. A scorned woman, who would’ve thought, our days in the sun, I wish you’d remember.
The cards that I’ve been dealt were lonely queens and jesters. Surrounded by diamonds I may not have earned, but my cruel demise, I don’t deserve.
The doctor that couldn’t heal himself of a broken heart. And is blood not thicker than water? Your feigned loyalty, truly a work of art.
And a boisterous woman, sees nothing but a pension fund.
I’m foolish for being so soft. Forgotten how to be clever. For her I wanted what’s best, but only she knew better.
I scream in my sleep, but soundless and unseen. You harbor your hatred of me, like a fugitive at sea.
Did he sneer about the role he took, while he was in bed with me. Toast to my beguiled soul, “cheers darling, to our favorite idiot.”
His scorching hot days were my cool Nubian nights. While you steered the ship ahead, my mutiny hid in plain sight.
Put me out, just one shot. All your hands tied the knot. For the lovely noose fit for me, your martyred Egyptian queen.
Are you happy now? Such a tragic ending. In death and denial, my death in the Nile.
