Six Feet

He slams the door,

Emptied his frames, they banged when he threw it on the floor.

Lashed out when his family spoke her name,

Opened his phone with great speed every time the ring came.

Very often he will weep in the night,

Everyone will come to help but will only leave with a fight.

Days go by and her death still hurts,

He screams that his wife is buried in the dirt.

Each night the screams come by less and less,

Rain beats as he swings by the neck, he was overwhelmed with stress.