The woman he fell in love with now rests on
a blood layered grave.
Words printed bold in conclave lettering,
“My loving wife, woman with a beautiful soul.
Gone too soon”.
Out of a beautiful, kind caring woman sprung
a hideous creature.
A vile creature with sharpened teeth and a
loose sharp tongue constantly fighting,
yelling and insulting him.
Belligerent: Claws for every blow and quick to fight.
Words as hot as fire, mean words penetrating through
his skin like a distressed addict’s needle.
Misinterpreting everything he says, replicating different
meanings to all his actions.
She’s become paranoid, insecure and obnoxious.
Glaring eyes mocking his masculinity.
Disrespecting him and insulting his intelligence.
She’s bitter, pouting her mouth, constantly sulking
She’s a monster riddled with thick skin.
He turned an amazing beautiful woman into a
monster when he constantly lied, mistreated
and cheated on her.
Draining all the love and respect that used to
reside in their home and replacing chaos with peace.
He killed her inside each time he lied and made
her look like a fool in front of her friends and family.
Silent sobs at night as he crept instead of sleeping.
Tears of distress holding a million plots and killing her
A love turned into vengeance for all the times he hurt
and caused her pain.
Their house is now a war zone and he’s afraid of
The monster he created now frightens him and
night mares fill his dreams.
Thoughts of his woman spiking his drink or putting
something in his food haunt him like a ghost.
His woman is completely detached from her former
shell and has forgotten how to love.
Very conniving, deceitful and always plotting something.
His efforts and struggles go unnoticed.
His words are used against him, actions are judged.
Nothing he does seem to please her.
He is out of options, crippled by distress, disturbed
by her belligerent attitude and reminded of the
mistakes he made and the pain he caused her.
Looking into the eyes of the monster he created,
searching for the soul of the woman he fell in love with.
A fool’s distress, the creature he created now mocks
and dances naked on the grave of the woman
he fell in love with.
Words written with spray paint,
“Your beautiful monster, woman you created.
Til death do us part.”