Guilty Conscience
I kept on thinking
Of what I had done
I was still the same
But surely I am insane
My eyeballs started squirming
Days went past me in a hazy daze
I stayed on top of all my problems
But the pain wouldn’t go away
The shadows kept on screaming
The killer stalked his unwary prey
I bled all over the pavement
Blaming my hysterical ways
Tearful music played in my heart
It sounded all so sane
I crawled to the killer’s feet
Thrust the knife in his leg
He called out the Lord’s name
He felt so, so betrayed
I dug even deeper
He cried out louder in pain
I plunged it into his black heart next
Thick goo fell all over me
He fell dead beside me
I too did the same
The day of judgments’ coming
Who am I to blame?
Did I kill someone?
Or was I killed the same?
My soul lies there, waiting
In its final resting place
The maggots have started eating
My mangy putrid face
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