Murder

Murder

I smile as I pass by.

But inside,

I die.

I dont talk much,

but in my mind,

I cry.

I tell myself,

“Dont show it

On the outside.”

I try not

To be shy.

I have millions of,

Words to

Apply,

Like the fourth of

July.

But I lock it all up

On the inside.

I can only speak

With my eyes.

Dont ask me

Cause I dont know

Why.

I gaze into the dark,

Beautiful sky.

Then I gently whisper,

Goodbye.

As I fly away,

From this

Lied fulfilled

World.

Where’s the book

That guides

You through life?

Too late now,

Cause i’m not

Alive.

Besides its

Already difficult

To survive.

In a unhappy universe,

That strives

For a jubilant

Future.

It’s like earth,

Is just a duplicate,

Of Lucifer;

Better suture,

Your soul.

Because Satan has a dream,

Just like Martin Luther.

I slay these demons

With my crucifer.

Then I bomb everything,

With a Nuclear

Shooter.

They explode like Left 4 Dead,

Boomer.

Taha, I'm a loser.

It isn't hard to tell,

I came here to raise hell,

And I don’t need anyones help.

Sometimes I get visions that,

I’ll buy a shotgun,

And some shells.

Put it in my mouth,

Yell “Farewell.”

Then let it propel,

Through my bone cell.

I’m only waiting,

For the school bell.

I really doubted myself,

I never thought I could,

Rhyme so swell.

Come a little closer,

So I can,

Push you down a well.

You frown as you fell,

My consequence is that,

I end up in jail,

Lucky for me, I escape,

A.K.A bail.