Ive never ran
for my life.
I didn't need to
until I used that knife.
Till I stabbed him
in the heart.
Pulled him to pieces.
Teared him apart.
His blood still
on my hands.
His body lay still
on wet land.
So I run.
Far away.
Away from you.
Away from what I've done.
I didn't mean
to end your life.
I didnt mean
To upset your wife.
I've lost myself.
Full of jealousy.
A black mind.
Full of evil.
I hope they
catch me.
I hope they
stop me.
I hope they
kill me.
xJustthebeginningx