Destructive Thinking

Destructive Thinking

A Poem by [email protected]

she was innocent, and so was he. Together, they were guilty.


Crimson flows down the creases in the floor

Guilt pricks at the very edges of my heart

As i wipe the blood off my now stained knife

I was stabbed in the back

He was stabbed in the heart

The hole i dug for her, now threatening to consume me

But i won't let it take away the last bit of sanity i have

The sanity that i cling to like a lifeline

She lay on the floor next to his broken body

Sobs wracking her own, cowering in fear

I look down in disgust at my ex-lover

And her other love

It was the only sensible thing to do

She stole my heart

Creeping in, in the dead of night and taking it without heed

But there was another she loved

And i couldn't compete against him.

So i didn't

A malevolent chuckle escapes my parched lips

She cowers in fear

I couldn't hurt her

I love her

Can't she understand?

This is why i did it

For her

Do i suffer from insanity?


I enjoy every minute of it

I killed two people tonight

© 2008 [email protected]

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Added on April 12, 2008


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