Don't say it,
It's been hidden
In me for entire life.
Don't unveil, no,
I've been keeping
It into my mind.
Fingers entangled in hair strands
In my imagination
Blood dripping off of my hands
And my thoughts are so deadly
There out of control
I see my palms are wrapped around blood dripping neck
These thoughts are criminal
And murdered is my soul
Hatred is accused though
Yet the criminal is me.