The Kill (part 1)

I’m starting to think I had some issues as a teenager. Ha ha!  Honestly I like to think I was just as creative then as I am now.  So I am going to share this poem with you. It is part one of a two-part poem (so don’t forget to read part 2) written by me in 1994.

Saying goodbye to you

listening to the number one band

holding the anger

by the knife in my hand

Thinking so clearly

thoughts going through my head

wondering what you are going to look like

when you are dead

Total excitement

beating hard is my heart

im wondering  just where

did this all start

The smell of dead

floating in the air

no one will notice today

because no one wants to care

Saying goodbye to you

listening to the number one band

holding the anger

in the palm of my hand

 

So yes it is intense but will be  interesting for those who understand. Stay tuned for part 2.

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