Murder

by Chemically Corrupted   Jan 30, 2007


I went riding down the street
And I never thought I would meet
You on your lawn
With your parents gone
You pushed me down
I wore a huge frown

You hit me when I fell
You made me yell
You kicked me in my side
You hit me until I cried
I ran away scared for my life
When I got home I grabbed a knife

I ran over back to you
I came over and threw
The knife right in your gut
I looked at the huge cut
I laughed with glee
You pulled the knife free

I ran back to my room
I knew there that I was doomed
I cut into my arm as I have done before
I was too beaten and too sore
To notice the deep pain
And then I cut the vein
Blood spilled to the floor
I ran to open the door

It was too late
I knew my fate
I would die here
With one last tear
I fell over on the floor
Blood flowed more

I was 100 percent sure
I would die with no cure
But then my mom saw me there
And yelled for all to hear
"Help! Please help me!"
Now I am alive for you to see

I am not dead I am so happy
But now my mom gets overly sappy
With all the joy of me being alive
It turns out I was revived
By the doctor dudes
But now I am screwed

I went to the trial and plead guilty
And everyone looked at me
As I was convicted of manslaughter
My mom cried praying for her daughter

I knew where I was going
I know what was coming
I had a cell forever
I was very clever
For I knew that he was bad
And that no one would be sad

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  • 16 years ago

    by Good Enough

    Good poem keep up the good work

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