Art of Murder

Armed with cold indifference and a fragile blade

Each aimed towards the one life I’m set to fade

For the path to the future is through the past

With relentless strength, iron edge runs through fast

Target spotted, a page from my own history

Grim and sullen, only death can set him free

Steeling myself, bracing for the tough times ahead

Ready to set all old wrongs to their final bed

Bold determination, hopping on the train to yesterday

Journeying and burying every skeleton in a closet

Until it is time, I see my final and only victim, this is the only way

By the end of this fight, his blood dripping like a leaky faucet

Fear claims him and doubt roots him to his spot

Pathetic, and now soon his body shall rot

Taking his life, and abandoning all my sins

With these bloody hands, I’ll paint my dreams true, beginning to grin

This is it, no more hesitation, no never again

Sealing his fate so the wolf of my heart leaves his den

All inhibitions eliminated as I began to stab myself

Burning away my broken past, now dust on a shelf

Fading past, left behind me, as I began to stand

End written, new beginning started, with no evils to reprimand