Baseball Bat

A few days after my mom passed,
emotionless as can be,
my phone vibrates with a new text,
"You're glad your moms dead,
you don't even care."
Sent from my best friends boyfriend.

Anger stirs up inside,
how dare he say i don't care,
tears start pouring out my eyes,
she takes his side,
i run out of her house,
trying so hard to control my feelings.

He made a big mistake,
having the odyssey to send me that text,
he comes to my house,
trying to apologize,
and all i can think is i want him dead.

Grabbing the baseball bat,
i run out going to hit him with all my force,
my dad stops me,
pulls away the baseball bat,
saying its not worth it,
but he doesn't know how wrong he is.

Days after my mom died,
that text brought every emotion back to life,
making me question,
does everybody feel that way,
he made his biggest mistake,
lucky to be alive,
if it wasn't for my dad,
he'd be in a coffin,
& I'd be in prison.