Through the Eye's of a Murderer

You never really know what a person truly goes through as a child....

I grabbed a knife,

From the drawer,

In my kitchen,

I saw a child,

Walking down the street,

From my window,

I went outside,

Beckoned the child over,

She had the brightest smile,

Too bad I had to kill her.

 

She was a pretty little girl,

With so much to live for,

But I had to end her life,

I couldn’t stand to see her suffer,

Anymore then she had too,

But I know her from somewhere,

But where was it?

 

Oh now I remember,

She is my next door neighbor,

Her mother and father are always,

Screaming at her and slapping her,

Beating her until,

She was black and blue,

It seems like they don’t love her,

But I truly don’t know.

 

I took the knife,

And stabbed it into her back,

She screamed out in pain,

Tears falling down her face,

I stabbed her again,

And again,

Until she was blue in the face.

 

As I’m being hauled off to jail,

For the murder I committed,

You never stopped to think,

What had ever happened to me,

To turn me into what I became,

A murderer.

 

Take a look,

Into my past,

And then you will,

Understand how I became this way.

 

As a child,

I was slapped around,

Broken down,

Picked on,

I didn’t have a friend,

No one accepted me,

I attempted suicide,

But I ended up living,

Since I was taken,

To the hospital,

By my parents,

Who didn’t care,

Who when I returned,

Just slapped me around,

Broken me down,

Made me cry.

 

I eventually,

Just let myself,

Stop eating,

And sleeping,

In fear of my abuse,

But that’s not all that happened.

 

The rest of the story,

Is worse than that,

I became a prostitute,

I was raped,

As a girl,

I felt like I didn’t belong,

Which everyone made me feel like.

 

Then I found someone,

Who wanted to help,

But they ended up dying,

And now I have become,

Something I didn’t want to be,

A murderer…

Caused by my past life.

Reviews

[John Stussy]

This was chilling. I've heard it said that some killers are very methodical. You captured one of those with this poem. The things that happen to us scar us permanently. For some the scars fade, but in some cases they reopen and cause horrifying results. Great write, thank you for mentioning it!

[Angie Diane♥♥]

You're welcome. I'm glad that you like it :D

[∂αʌ<..]

this is an outstanding psychoanalytical viewpoint of a murderer..you kept me withing the paste...and i got engrossed in the whole story!
a unique piece!
well-done!!

[TWISTED NIGHTMARE]

this was AMAZING....the power the strength was all so true and so strong...it was a great way back into the story and the thought...
"Something I didn't want to be
A murderer"

[Michael X]

wow, this is delving, dark and amazing.

[ImagineItAll]

There is so much more than meets the eye here. I read in between the lines and felt the pain and agony, and sadness and worthlessness of the main character. This was a terrifying glimpse into someone's mind who has suffered greatly and unfairly. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.

[OliviaTheElf]

I didn't see it as a poem, I saw it as more of a short story. If I were you, I'd make it a short story and elongate everything and making a wonderful piece. You have a good plot started. I liked this. :)

[PROPAGANDIST]

wow deep, very deep the story is vivid and dark
"It seems like they don’t love her,
But I truly don’t know." this line brings uncertainty to the story but i love how everything is explained in great detail


^PROPAGANDIST^

[joshua deathdealer]

"to bad I had to kill her" love that line. I like how you threw everything on the table. Why the character is a murderer and what happen for the characters actions. This is a well rounded write. Excellent work.

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

An awesome, haunting write. Captures the events and consequences so well. Great!!!

[Protect Me Demons That ..]

You literally just told the f*****g story of my entire life.