When pretty isn’t pretty
Chapters of Us - Chapter 5
The air passes past my wound, a pulsing pain,
Nemesis’s narrative; a body missing a brain.
A new life, “A canvas untouched”, he said,
But Shadows, never hide; secrets don’t stay dead.
A hero or a villain, the distinction blurs,
The truth, isn’t always what occurs.
Locket; A reminder of the truth I can’t erase,
But who placed it in his hands? An unsolved case.
Snippets of memories, a puzzle incomplete,
The roof, The gun, The shot; A defeat.
A betrayal with a bullet; or a loving goodbye?
Or did another hand pull the trigger, beneath the rising sky?
