The miscallaneous sound
Soothing my fear.
All around me,
The rain, I hear.
I stand calm
At my house in the rain.
Here, I take refuge
From all of my pain.
I allow the water
To flow over me;
Cleansing me
Of impurity.
I soon became drenched;
The release made me lean!
My dark deeds repaid;
My wrong acts rinsed clean.
"Never again", I thought,
"Will I commit such a shame;
To murder a child
Of innocent frame..."
I took the knife,
In my kitchen, it was,
And shoved it in,
Without a fuss.
