Maniacs Confession

As I stare down the barrel of my gun I watch the children play Thoughts of the devil fill my mind As I Watch the crowd, I slowly take aim Him or her it really doesn’t matter for they are all the same Slowly the hate consumes all that I am Then finally with rifle in hand… I shoot… Murdering my very existence and all that I am I shoot… Instantly taking away the pain Realizing I may have gone insane, I then reload… Voices guiding my every action With closed eyes and without reaction I take aim… Targeting the voices in my mind I take aim… Without thought or a clear shot I squeeze… Suddenly the smell of the ocean takes over me, White sand beaches and an island breeze Reaching into the heavens I drop to my knees Thank you god for sparring me For it was not me but the devil you see And in your debt I will forever be, For I am gods only forgotten son And finally my salvation has begun…