Under the Floorboards (Acrostic)
Dawg
Script written in shaking hands
Hold the only answers to the lies
Eternal secrets written down
Hidden away from prying eyes
One old spiral notebook
Lines forged in blood and tears
Descriptions of every single moment
Secrets no one hears
The moment she betrayed my trust
Her indiscretion and my rage
Engulfing every syllable
Burned into every page
One simple little notebook
One secret that I’ve held in me
Kept hidden within this old house
The spiders only company
Only words on lined paper to remind me of what I’ve done
Holding secret memories that I must hide from everyone
Each and every night I walk across them a dozen times,
Right there beneath the floor boards, the record of my mind
Chaotic calmness consumes me
Her memory lingers on,
Even though she’s disappeared,
She’s never really gone
The moment she betrayed me,
That was the moment I wrote about
Her lying, cheating, hateful ways
Every insecurity and doubt
Put down into that journal
Reminders of what should never be
One simple little notebook
Of the moment that recreated me
Friends tried to console me
Offered words of sage advice
Forget about her, they always said
Wouldn’t that be nice?
How can I forget about something when a reminder’s always here,
Always just a few steps away, the past can never disappear
The documented record of everything that’s come and gone,
In between the floorboards, where it’s been hidden all along
Her perfume haunts my nose still
All her clothing’s still upstairs,
Virtually everything was left the same
Except she isn’t here
Days turned into months
One month turned into five years
Not a single word from her
Every memory’s so clear
Right before she went away
Ending everything we had
All the hopes we had built
Dreams we hadn’t grasped,
Young lust had infected her
Taught her how to lie
One night I came earlier
Right in time to hear the sighs
Every nerve inside of me
Vibrated with the sound
Every muscle burned with hate
As I smashed the door to the ground
Laying in my own bed
My love and my best friend
Yearning consumed them both that night
My dream came to an end
Underneath the floorboards now, pages of everything I saw
Red ink scribbling through the pages and hidden from the law
Desperate times find desperate men doing things they shouldn’t do
Everyone has a breaking point, but what mine was I never knew
Raging fires lit the sky
Out in the back field
Underneath the old oak tree
Smouldered the mattress, unconcealed
She left me when she saw my rage
It’s what everybody knows
No one blamed her anyway
After I had smashed my best friend’s nose
Last time I even heard from her
Our bed lit up the sky
Useless rage and gasoline
Destroyed our love that night
The journal I wrote about
One simple notebook stored away
Every moment of that night
Visually engraved
Everyone has their moments that they don’t want anyone to know about
Right there beneath the surface, and they never let them out
You might find some secrets are better left to hidden words,
Only suitable to be beneath the cold floorboards,
Now you might think it’s enough to let this story go,
Endings aren’t always what they seem, there’s something else that you should know…
Acrostic: The first letter of each line spell out the final verse:
She holds the book to her chest, the proof of what I have done,
Ready to reveal my murderous sin, aloud to everyone