I stab like a serial killer
I hurt someone.
I hurt a couple of them.
It wasnt supposed to be this way...
I know I am in the grave wrong,
yet I know even if it did not turn out the way it did,
It was his plan...
Sometimes there is too much on my mind,
and I stab...
My stab is like one of a serial killer,
it leaves behind a trademark,
that is so difficult to wash away...
Yet I stabbed him...
I stabbed her...
and now it is as if I have stabbed myself,
in hurt and pain...
Does a serial killer feel the pain of the one he stabs?
My stab lingers in the night,
and rest itself upon the heart,
almost forever...
