Not my greatest work.
I walk behind you
Tap your shoulder
You spin around
A glint of fear in your eyes
As you see what
I hold
You try to reason with me
"Put the knife DOWN"
But it only infuriates me more
And I make the fatal move
Your screams do nothing
But make me stronger
And your blood
Stains my hands
You hurt me!
Lied to me!
Deceived me!
I had thought your love was real.
But it was your own stupidity
That led to your demise.
And now your blood
Stains my hands
I see the police
They're coming to investigate what happened
I guess the neighbors heard your screams
After all
I'm led away
Head up
Face proud
Hands stained.