• Revenge is not so sweet

    I couldn’t help myself,
    The voices in my head spoke louder than my common scene.
    The feeling swelled within me,
    Covering my gentle heart with black tar-like revenge.

    When the opportunity came,
    All it took was one swift movement,
    Leaving a thin cut for one side of his throat to the other.
    The only sounds that was heard was the blade cutting thought the air,
    And the sound of struggled breathing thought his thin cut.

    I would do anything and give up everything I had to prevent that day,
    But I know that there is nothing that I can do know.
    I now have to live the rest of my life,
    The rest of my guilty life,
    Knowing that I murdered my older and only brother.