"The Knife" is a murderer who goes around murdering people. Enjoy the killing! |
In a silent place stood an abandoned house So lonely so quiet, no scutter of a mouse Sat a girl bounded to a rocking chair With eyes so dark and hair so fair Ropes around her held her in so tight She wriggled around not giving in without a fight As she gave up tears fell from her sorrow eyes She raised her head but her taped mouth stifled the cries She was afraid of something, or “someone” that had her feared A murderer, a person held some that was dear Her life, her precious life was in terrible stake Not knowing the next move that the murderers gonna make As the door creaked open, a man stepped in Holding a sharpened knife, ready to make his next sin The girls eyes widened, she was afraid She thought about her life the mistakes she had made The murderer went in and raised his knife The victim screamed---that ended her life Knife deep within the flesh of the victim Lights that flickered on the blood suddenly went dim Blood created a pool around the body of the girl Her lifeless eyes watching the murderer’s lips curl He stood there a satisfied grin on his face He picked up a cloth on the floor--the girl’s blood soaked lace He kept it as a remembrance for the ending of her life For she was the victim of the murderer...”The Knife" |