Try pain threw a dead lovers eyes

A police officer came to my door today,
He said "Sir you wife is dead",
Two Gun shots,
To the back of the head.

I fell to my knees crying,
"How could this be",
I reached for his gun, to take my own life,
In order to be back with my wife.

The officer drew his gun,
then pointed it to my head,
"you wont get her back this way"
Alone i must stay.

They took my kid away,
because i was unstable,
mentally insane,
its not just a fable.

I am now in my padded room,
Sitting on my floor,
hugging my pen and paper,
trying to get my story herd.

I love my wife,
and I love my boy,
its to bad,
my only bundle of Joy.

Never to be seen again,
never to know the his dad,
Damn it man,
When did killing become so bad