The Loner

I sit here in the winds of December,
Trying only to remember
A life I had long ago,
When I was in a house, not cardboard, when it snowed.

I can remember when it ended,
No not literally, but when I befriended
A man by the name of Charles, you see.
He loved my wife nearly as much as me.

Dinner was a common deal
A jolly good friend, is how I'd feel.
He never wronged me in any way
But my wife constantly wanted him to stay.

Love grew within his soul
Three years and growing old
Time to act upon his desires
Feelings burning like open fires

The events that went on behind closed doors,
Were not on my property, not on my floors.
She would leave and meet with him
And I soon caught on, just from a whim.

Suddenly her interests changed
She felt no guilt, felt no shame
It was scary how easily she lied through her teeth.
Her soul and emotions I could no longer reach.

I knew the culprit that was at hand.
My old friend Charles, no longer a man.
No dignity and pride he shall ever hold.
If I was to know the truth that be told.

Anger dwells within my being
I cannot believe what I'm currently seeing.
Her and him in a luscious affair,
Their blood, each other soon shall wear.

The anger grows and lies within,
I pull out the gun and begin to grin.
No one shall ever do me wrong.
The lies and deceit will soon be gone.

The trigger is pulled and the fire shot.
The love of my life, now forgot.
My life I've ended before its time
No one will catch me for this remarkable crime.

To the woods I soon retreat.
To live and suffer my glorious defeat.
My life is slowly crumbling down.
To my body, my anger slowly drown'd

I now result to live alone
For an action I once made at home.
A life I ended all too early.
Solumness, now, keeps me from all worry.