Murder

Murder

A Poem by Chaz Stafford

Searing pain
Side is soaked red
Fading
Darkness fills my vision
Nothing

Sinking in my knife
Beautiful red pours out
Adrenaline pumping
Bliss and joy fill me
As he falls

Watching through the dark
One man stumbles and falls
Horrified 
Pool of red surrounds him
Calling 911 panicked 

© 2016 Chaz Stafford


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Whoa. Nicely written. What inspired you to write this, I am curious! I like the way it is written. Un-rhyming poetry is one of my favorites!

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Added on February 4, 2016
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