Night of Jubbileus

The day
June 28, 1972
still haunts me
I never forget what I had done
I never knew I am capable of
doing such action
I never think of it much until
I had written it in black and white
He was so cold as I held him
Blood covered all over him
His eyes were staring at me
yet I did not see any problem at all
It is still not enough to
torture this little soul
Brought my saw in
and engage his body
in dismemberment
The more I cut
the more I wanted
Tearing him apart and
Placing all the parts into a big container
Dropped it over at the piles of dump
Running out from the house and forget about it
Thoughts flooded me as the news came out
Destruction in my own body
Paying a price of what I had done
Driving me into madness and insanity as the soul of the child haunted me every night
I had regretted
Yours truly
.
.
.

~ by RiikaInfinityy 마왕 on February 23, 2011.

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