{"sf1_id":887833,"sf2_id":"ynZKgyM1","title":"three attempts","author":"james mikoto","words":357,"posted_at":"2015-07-18T20:19:00.000Z","tags":["Anger","Dark","Drama","Mild Drama","Pain","Poem","Poetry","Rhyme","Scar","Violence (Not In Yiff)","agony"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/887833-three-attempts","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/ynZKgyM1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/b5/c8/b5c8fe17-82f0-4c72-bea4-1c84786f0f7e","description":"#5 of heart break","content":"    Three attempts they did try \n    Three attempts my oh my\n    While I lay in bed asleep \n    Upstairs they begin to creep\n    \n    Sister tried a bat to the head\n     Thought for sure he was dead\n    Woke next morning only to see\n    He was eating breakfast with me\n    \n    Next attempt ended with a frown\n    Took him swimming and tried to drown\n     Jumped on top while he was under\n    He was too strong, it was a blunder\n    \n    Third attempt was very real\n    Was to poison his favorite meal\n    Picked wild plants to make him sick\n    Found some that kill real quick\n    \n    We sat at the table; watch him eat \n    Then mom took us out for a treat\n    He will be dead before we get home\n    From his mouth should spew foam\n    \n    We walked in and what a sight\n    Mom's face frozen with fright\n    It just made him sick and weak\n    Mom whispered this mans a freak\n    \n    Three attempts I thought it was done\n    Until she came to me and said \"Son\"\n    Have to help us, you have to please\n    She cried out, your sister agrees\n    Without you we cannot succeed\n    Please son help us, with our need\n    \n    I said \"no way, I will be no part\"\n    She cried like I broke her heart\n    If you don't help, if you don't help me \n    I will do it myself and then you will see\n    When it's done my life will end too\n    For I will take it and they will blame you\n    \n    No don't do that, I will try\n    I said to her as I began to cry\n    I will kill father, this I will do\n    I will kill him, because I love you\n    \n    This is my story, this is true \n    Not made up, no lie I spew\n    I was tricked and used by love\n    Someday I hope the heavens above\n    Will forgive me for my sins\n    Until than my hell begins\n    \n    Until that day that I decease\n    My soul is judged, than released\n    I have to do right, I have to live\n    I have to teach myself to forgive\n    Forgive the one that hurt me so\n    Forgive myself, this I know\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"heart break","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/887827-pain.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1021004-emptiness.json"}}