Homicidal Thoughts
You all ignored me as I sat there…
Watching everyone interact, I sat alone.
Thoughts of homicide and torture begin to fill my mind,
Barbed wire and razor filled dreams start to consume me.
Entrails cover the ground as I sleep,
Blood covers my face and I snore…
Dreams of the Care Bears now fill my head
Voices begin to consume my thoughts,
“Your evil and you deserve to die!”
They would often say.
Dream after dream
Each and every evil filled day
Until today…
The final day…
The day when all dreams end.
And all stop and pray
“How could he do this?”
Some may say…
It was actually easy,
Try living my life for a day!
Copyright © John Cornell | Year Posted 2007
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