Psycho Child

*this is a very explicit poem about murder so if you do not like this sort of material please do not read*

KYLE she screamed out
over and over again.
KYLE where are you.
His mother frantically
searched the back woods,
in hopes she would find
her son.

He went mad the locals
said. But she knew
they were all wrong.
He was her son and could
no wrong.
He couldn't possibly
have done those Hannis
crimes that they all said
he had done.

She looked over and seen
a small shed.
Buried behind over grown
weeds and dead trees.
So she ran over it
leaning against the railing
panting because she was
out of breath.
Kyle was all she could mutter
hidden behind the gasps
of air she was taking.

She opened the door,
it creaked like rust.
There in the corner he stood
waiting for just the right moment.
She had no idea she was
about to meet her demise.

All around her stood
chains, and torture devices,
a cycle, some hatches,
and alot of animal traps.
It was dark and cold
with an eerie smell to it.
She had to push the spider
webs aside just to walk
on the path.

He stood on top of a hay bail
stood tightly against the wall.
She slowly walked around
calling her sons name.
She happened to stop
where he was standing.
She turned around for
she heard a sound.

There he stood.
His arm raised
and violently,y came down.
Crashing into her skull
a hatched was placed.

Her body fell to the floor,
convulsing fiercely.
Blooded oozed out the
top of her head
while her fingers
danced one last time
upon the floor in which
he stood.

He looked at his mother
and no remorse came
over him.
Slowly walked away
leaving a trail of blood
behind him.

Up in the tower above the
house.
He sat in the middle of room
playing with his toys
as if nothing had just
happened.

The father came home
panicked and nervous
went flying up the stairs
followed the trail of
blood in front of him.

His son sat there said
Daddy i just killed mommy.
He dropped to knees crying
in anger punched the old
wooden floor.

Ran over to the child
grabbed him by the neck
guided him to the window
and looked at his son
one last time.

Kyle said you can kill me
now but I alway come back!.
And so his last words were
just that.
The father threw him out
the window watching him fall
to the ground below.

Curled up in front of the window
crying in pain and fear.
His family had just disappeared.