The stars align in her favor, for Venus wasn’t in retrograde
She mustered up her courage and put her fears allayed
She ran out the front door of her home with her clothes torn
Ran wild and free into the world that seem so foreign
The blood from her lips dripped and the pain in her bones ached
But she had to leave for everything was at stake
The cold air wrapped her body and bite at her exposed skin
Nothing more painful than that marriage she was in
For no one knew that her husband had a loose hand
Everyone perceived him to be this wonderful man
Running into the cold night, her heart beats like a drum
Her husband right behind her with his shotgun and his rum
Her beauty means nothing for her soul is all that’s left
Her husband not far behind her when the sound of his shotgun blast
Fatigued is killed by his bullet and adrenaline then rushed through her veins
She has nothing more to lose and everything else to gain
Her husband couldn’t keep up and then retrieved for home
Drunk, angry and alone, he realized his wife was gone
The night dragged on and he cuddled with his steel
“She’ll come home when her wounds are healed”
Sorrow takes him to a dark place he has never been before
He loved his wife just didn’t know how to show her
Filled with regret he sobbed and emptiness he hoard
He desperately needed his wife and this he implored
No one to hear or care about what he had to say
Her husband shot himself in the head the very next day
Bang