Guilty on the row
Walking past the face
Knowing with a glance
Time caught in place

Murder in the eyes
Choking with despise
Fear and retribution
Adding to the fusion

Death and life
Dark and light
To be or not
To give or fight

Pain in light
Demise in disguise
Murder by vial
Slaughter may rise

In the eyes of you
Murder till the end
You knew your sentence
You knew your end

Shocking to view
Jolting pain
Searing through
A body so vain

Red flowing through
Finally from you
Not from your greed
But by this deed

Isn't it ironic?
The knife was always mine
Here was my tonic
From you, my crime