Before I tell you
What became of
My short lived baby brother
Let me tell you a little
About who he was,
Or atleast
Who he was turning out to be.
Matthew Nathaniel Cord.
Straight black hair and bright baby blue eyes
Full of hope,
And I loved how his eyes lit up when he smiled.
He was just starting to talk and walk,
Starting to come into his own personality.
He painted.
he hummed.
He laughed.
Then one day
The curious five year old
Named Matthew,
Found Daddy's toy.
A shotgun.
Matthew wanted to play
Like Daddy did.
He aimed it like Daddy did,
He leaned against a tree
Because the gun was too heavy.
He pulled the trigger,
The aftershock caused his head
To whiplash against the tree.
Immediatly
Matty's mind went blank.
He felt hot liquid run down the back
Of his neck: Blood.
He heard someone shouting his name: Mama.
He heard someone screaming: Me.
Then he slipped into the big black.
Matty never woke up again.
YOU ARE READING
Dead Girls Tell No Lies: A Novel In Poems
PoesíaSo You've Decided To Read My tragic story? Good luck. I dare you to finish it.
