Metaphorical Murder: The Killer

Drink the spirit, take it within
Taste the fruit of this laborious sin
Won a round of the game impossible to win
Treading on ice far too thin

Modern day reaper minus the scythe
Parent of grief, ender of strife
Self-proclaimed god by hilt of knife
Right hand of death, left hand of life

Thrive off the suffering, live off the pain
Part of the reasoning has gone quite insane
Oppressing the joy, struggling to restrain
Control long gone, struggling is in vain

Inevitable soon became too true
Broke the ice, fell on through
Gone and done what wasn’t planned to do
Porcelain complexion now turned blue

Braved the coaster, fell off the ride
Control long lost over happenings inside
Between want and need it was hard to decide
But true self within you cannot hide

**if you haven't already, read part one The Victim**