My Heart Died Twice Poem by Chris Embrick

The hour glass holds my final breath
No pardon granted for her death
Untouched and cold still on the tray
They brought in my last meal today
Hit from behind, dragged near my wife
Placed in my hand the killer's knife
Lies told from the witness stand
The maid's script, the killer's plan
A twisted plot to steal for greed
Heirlooms to supply their addictive needs
The maids arrival and her scream
Life in prison a madman's dream
The nightmare real, relentless, slow
This heartache killed me long ago
Now from the window strangers watch
Just minutes left on the chamber clock
Across town, the guilty lay
Still drunken from their night of play
For priceless jewels their last cocaine
For me the end of heartache's pain
On her finger tight, the diamond ring
In my arm the prick, the needle's sting
The truth revealed but not in time
My heart died twice for another's crime
From the window strangers watch
With my last breath, they stop the clock.