I take my knife
and look at its smooth sharp blade
and the look at your frightened face
your thinking:if only i would have prayed
if only i could erase
but the past is still there
forever it stays
if only you had a care
if only you would have changed your ways
then maybe you wouldnt be gagged and bound
maybe you would have been spared this pain
but you didnt so dont make a sound
i know the knowing that you will be killed,is making you insane
but if you scream
then it will only be more anguish
i will be your worst dream
your body will languish
so dont make a sound
dont make a peep
the silence is profound
for soon you will be put to sleep
