Unfaithful

                                                                               Unfaithful

By: Holly Hackman

As the scythe laid still

The blood still pour

Let me start at the beginning of this story

I Elizabeth and him Corey 

We had many great times in that house 

There was even a cute little mouse

We had so much fun

Until that unfaithful deed was done

He was such a loyal sir

Until he decided to lay with her

I walked in on them in a passionate embrace

He was such a disgrace 

And her... her

She was a friend now a foe

I thought all it would take was one fatal blow

I stormed out before he could say a thing

My ears began to ring

I walked to the shed 

Where I reached over head

I pulled back a scythe

Which their throats I would slit

How this scythe was once used to cut mace

It would now be used for their demise

I return my plan ready to unfold

I asked have you laid with her 

I had hidden the scythe in the hall

He looked as though he was trying to recall

She spoke up and said yes

I had already taken that guess

I didn’t want it to be true

I just wish that I had knew

That he had no love for me 

I thought how I would be hung from a tree

I left the room

Little did they know of their inevitable doom

I returned the scythe in hand 

I drew back the scythe

I swung and their heads fell back

I dropped the scythe 

As the scythe laid still

The blood still pour

They are now nevermore