the old mans son

A Poem by ashley m

a scary little poem

He sat in silence scared to death
Crying and shaking and out of breath
Nervous and twitching and praying for life
Alone in a corner and clutching a knife
Harsh footsteps pounded the ground
He covered his ears to block the sound
He grabbed his heart and headed upstairs
He stood up slowly and started his prayers
He searches the top floor and finds his gun
And there in the bedroom he shoots his son
He pulls from his pocket a letter that said
This is your son and at midnight you're all dead
So you better kill dear old dad
Because I am your son and I have gone mad