The Murderer's Apprentice
Standing on a balcony
Out by the sea
The waves crash endlessly
Staring back at me
They listen and wait
Watching and pacing
Sharpening the blade
Constantly erasing
Their pain
Dolls line the walls
Familiar faces painted on
They weep for my soul
Praying that I’ll soon be gone
I jump as a rabbit
Ears up and listening
I listen to the pounding drum
Of his crimson dripping daggerling
The door cracks open
An iron odor sways
Through the twisted halls
And into my brain
Inhalation of sanguine
Exhale the question
Will I ever leave this home
That became quite an obsession
I’m the murderer’s apprentice
Willingly taken by his chain
Dishevelled and bloodied
But euphoric all the same
It’s far too late to save me
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