Uncle, cousin, sister, brother

Husband to a widowed mother

Child to a mourning parent

Pretty woman, sultry, errant

Man with nothing but his sin

Calming demons enter in

As the lie begins to swell

I promise you that I won’t tell

Lifeless body on the ground

Pitter patter, laughing sound

You stare into an empty screen

Upon his brow, a sweaty sheen

An echo of a shadow, lost

Angry line was often crossed

Empty mirror—shines no clearer

Hatred draws the shadows nearer

Saddened, wet and crying eyes

Heavy in the air, the lies

Unimpressed and unpaid jury

Watch, immune to all the fury

Make sure that the font is normal

Tightened smiles make it formal

Shinning teeth, a crooked smile

Rotten and corrupted guile

Make your speech to all the world

The ugly beast slowly uncurled

The sleeping dogs no longer lie

All there’s left to do is try

And if, but once, you try to run

The echo of an angry gun

The laughing of a maddened crone

A gurgling and unfiltered drone

Sorry, there ain’t no-on home

Try asking the garden gnome

Maybe he can tell you why

And comfort you and let you cry

But after wards you’ll pay price

I’ll see you crawling with the lice

But I won’t say I told you so

Because I’d already let go

Watched you sharpening your knife

Didn’t want to waste my strife

So I’d close my eyes and pray

And thank the lord and hail the day

That you would make your one mistake

And kept my distance, for your sake

AN-Yes, I stole phrases I have used before for this poem. (insert shifty glance) I hope I don't get in trouble with me for that...