String of pearls
Around her neck
Above a heart
Full of regret
One step behind
The head of house
She whispers
As if she were a mouse
A plastic smile laced upon her face
Caution love do not disgrace
For if you do you'll lose your place
A fallen dove to him
Easily replaced
Shoulders back head held high
Make his colleagues think
He's one Hell of a guy
Trend to his children
Do not disturb
Never forget he throws
One Hell of a curve
No nail bitting
Control the nerves
Not a hair out of place
On that pretty little face
Lips of crimson red
Doll you're there to warm his bed
Don't let him catch on
That act you dread
Lying there as if you're dead
There's something inside trying to brake free
It's shaking her
SHAKING HER
Let it brake free
String of pearls
Around her neck
This is a day she'll never regret
The same routine
At least he thinks so
A kiss on the cheek
goodbye darling
Off he goes
She takes the sissors
To her crown
Watching perfect locks
Crash to the ground
He now returns
To a crimson message on the bathroom mirror
"fu** off drear"
He's now the head of an empty house

Awesome write.....