The Screws are Loose

I was feeling really mad and I wrote this poem and scared my teacher.

As the screws loosen

He falls before me

Wearing a pretty red necklace

The human juice drips from my tool

As I turn and walk I can’t help but think

How far I’ve been willing to sink

To exact my revenge on this fool

 

The screws are out

I laugh and shout

As my machine falls before me

I’m broken, and scared

But I don’t care

And now the whole world can see

What it has done to me

They should be scared

 

The screws are lost

My brain’s been tossed

Somewhere out of reach

I roam the streets

Looking for fresh meat

Or maybe a lesson to teach

 

The screws are gone

Wiped from existence

As I strike the final blow

The police are gone

Civilians too

Now the only ones left

Are me and you

Author's Note

This was one of my first poems, I hope you like it.