My Confession

written the summer before 9th grade for a writing course

I didn’t mean to, did I tell you? It was an accident. I didn’t want to kill him, Maybe just scare him a bit. That night I felt so blue, And I wanted to see Kim. But that night was her husband’s night. And it pissed me off a bit. I drove down to his lake house, And I planned to take her home. Her husband wouldn’t have it, And he broke my bone. That was it, I’d had enough. My head went crazy all in one. I took her husband and I knife, And I took that monster’s boring life. But hey, that’s what he deserved. He shouldn’t have pushed me away. Kim hated him, did you know? He hit her good, And blacked her eyes. She cried to me with grief. That jerk was real crazy, And he took her away from me. I loved my Kim so very much, And she did loved too. She hated him with all her heart. This is what she told me. But now Kim’s dead. She slit her wrists. And it’s the fault of him. He haunted her, And now she’s dead. So now I shall die too. Stop looking at me like that, sir. I told you now to stop. You know what? You have a problem. Oh wait… Kim wouldn’t kill herself, Oh dear it could not be! How could a man with such authority, Kill someone so dear to me? It was you, You’re after me. All of you are crazy. I can’t believe you did this, Now you’ll have to pay. Oh sit still, you silly fool. This will not hurt a bit. With one quick flip of my wrist, Your neck will bleed so deeply. Sit down now and close that door. I was only kidding. Swift swipe, I saw the blood! I chuckle because you’re dead. I’ll take this knife and cut mine too, So then I’ll lie there just like you. Here’s the end, I will be dead. Goodbye all, I’ve had some fun, But now it’s over, And I’m gone.

Author's Note

advanced critique appreciated

Reviews

[Matthew Kult]

not advanced but simple. Sorry not overly bright here. I like this. Mostly cause there is a hidden suffering deep inside wanting to be let loose. It wants to scream out in a vicious blood bath, but it was calmed. Slightly anyway. I like the jumpyness of the poem, it brings an appeal, you could lose yourself if not taken slow. Well done.