They tell me to kill her
I am not insane
I am just mentally ill
In the brain
At least that's what they say
They tell me to grab the knife
Behind the cabinet
Be quite they say
If we get caught
You're the only one to blame
Hurry they say
She's in the corridor
Quickly they say
Before she runs out the door
Kill her they say
Her eyes filled with horror
There beautiful
But they must die
And she will
With a shattered cry
Why did you kill her they shout
You told me to I scream
I awaken and she is next to me
It must have just been a dream
Grab the knife they say
And with not a single deny
I obey
-a.j.c
YOU ARE READING
The Bullshit Journal ~ by a.j.c
PoésieJust another idiotic poem book That will never be anything more And you probably won't read any of this. But if you do. You must have felt pain like this to understand any of it. If not, and you still understand. You're just lying to yourself.
