Dark Thoughts

Paul Bell

Chelsea’s fantasy was to get raped

Buddy only felt sane when he was at war

Joe knew at some point he would get caught

Mary was whiter than the driven snow

Chelsea’s fantasy was getting stronger

Buddy just hated civilian life

Joe was stalking his next victim

Mary was in chapel confessing dark thoughts

Chelsea had made up her mind

Buddy walked the streets, anger building up inside him

Joe lay in wait

Mary couldn’t understand her dark thoughts, being so devout

Chelsea knew the time had come

Joe made his move

Buddy saw what was happening

Mary prayed on the cross

Chelsea felt the grip release

Joe pulled out a knife

Buddy disarmed him, knocking him down

Mary spoke to God begging forgiveness

Chelsea pulled out a gun and shot Buddy

Joe began to rise

Buddy slowly bled to death

Mary sat in the confessional box, confessing to murdering two men.

  • Author: Paul Bell (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 20th, 2021 12:56
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 24
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