I'm a..AH! I'll just restart,
But no rhymes are left in my heart.
Cause into the darkness I've drifted further,
The only thoughts in my mind are of murder.
But I need to make all this stop,
So my notepad I drop.
And I throw away my pen,
And think of all the women,
That I've killed in my rhyme,
Just so that I could use my time.
But what exactly did I gain,
But putting imaginary ladies in pain?
I gained nothing, I guess,
If I get a plot, I'll keep writing,
With my thoughts, I'll keep fighting.
But as I bend down to grab my pen,
That's the moment when
I finally did realize,
I'm outta thoughts cause I wrote lies.
But my next thought is right,
To get the plot, I need to commit the homicide.
And my target I've already found,
Cause I saw a photo when I looked around.
She's the first, whose life I'll end,
After all, she's my girlfriend.
Since five minutes I've been waiting,
Outside the door of the girl I'm dating.
In my pocket, I have the knife,
With which I'll end her life.
Perhaps the only thing about her that I'll miss,
Is feeling her lips on mine when we kiss.
She opens the door, and switches on the light,
Says, "What's wrong, its 3 in the night."
I go inside, she closes the door,
I know she won't see the sun anymore.
I did what I thought was right,
I just grabbed her, and hugged her tight.
Outside, I heard as the cold wind blew,
I'd be her end, I knew.
So I did as I planned,
In my pocket I put my hand.
And I loved how she started to shout,
As I pulled the knife out.
She tried to run, her hands I grab,
And I laughed as I started to stab.
I remember that once to me she lied,
So now I enjoyed as she cried.
After killing her, I looked at the reddened floor,
I cleaned my hands before I unlocked the door.
I ran away, I didn't want to be caught,
I just reached my home, when I got the thought,
That day, the greatest rhyme I'd write,
suddenly my thoughts were clear and bright.
But more rhymes I want to write,
So if I have to kill again, I might.
I have an inhuman mindset,
And my next target
I have still not found,
So if you're alone, look around,
Cause If you did the math,
You'd know that I'm a psychopath,
And I'm always ready to kill,
As long as my rhyme I can fulfill.