No matter what we feel, death is always near,
we cannot run away from this awful fear.
I do not want to die because of murder,
but I am a very strong supporter
I rest the gun against her head,
one right move and she'll be dead.
Only because my wish wouldn't come true,
It's really not much, but can I please have you.
Now that you're gone and it looks like you ain't coming back,
the pain is too much, I need to attack.
You might call it murder
but, I call it a personality disorder.
Why commit murder with the use of a gun?
When I can kill her with a knife and it will be so much more fun.
But this can only happen
when no ones around.
When the blood started to flow,
and the hate on her face showed.
I realized I was a complete utter fool
To have stabbed her to death in a pool.
Hands tainted in a crimson stain.
Only God would wash away this atrocious sin.
Now I am trapped behind bars, staring at mars,
Wishing for a new hope since I am filled with regret and no hope.
In here all alone, with no one to turn to,
finally manning up and taking the rope,
ending my life since it was of no good
two young birds killed with the same stone........called MURDER
-NICHOLAS TRAVIS SALAMAT
-27/11/17
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