HANDCUFFS

They put me in handcuffs
They walked me outside
We both know what happened
We both know you lied.

Don’t stand in the doorway
With that shit eating grin
We’ve been down this driveway
Again and again.

Wading through promises
Both empty and cold
How many times
Have you cheated or stole?

Not one for theatrics
The drama, the scene
The final 3rd act
A nightmare, a dream.

Don’t pull down the curtain
To cover my eyes
No way you can frame this
It’s nothing but lies.

The dust has been settled
The cloud of black smoke
Has forced me to realize
There’s simply no hope.

Don’t think you can spin this
Don’t even try
I’m telling you now
This is…. goodbye.

They put me in handcuffs
They walked me outside
We both know the reason
We both know you lied.

_____________________________

Photo from Google Images: slate.com

Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

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