The Killer _ Part 1

Blood on my hands
Bullets on the floor
Scrambling thoughts and influence under meth
In the end, a gruesome & avenging death.

Blood pumping in my veins
Running from my handiwork
Emotion of angst and influence under dread
In the end, no feeling of regret.

Pain riding up my leg
Falling on the road with a thump
Like falling into submission and influence under sadness
In the end, a final adressing to the madness.

Getting caught with handcuffs
Dancing blue-red lights on my eyes
Not trying to run and influence under nostalgia
In the end, a wistful request for the family mecca.

Blood on my hands
Hands in my hair
Pulling them out in frustration and influence under dread
In the end, a gruesome & avenging death.

Author's Note

Honest reviews needed :)

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Very good description. Would be a good introduction for the story. You put a lot in the short poem. I wanted to read more. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote