Murder By Insanity

Murder By Insanity

A Poem by Cassidy Mask

Bare foot

I stroll

Through this

Summer town

The warm rain

Plastering

My hair

To my forehead

 

In my right hand

I hold a gun

The black metal

Glinting

Menacingly

As I twist it

Between my fingers

Stroking the trigger

 

In my left hand

I hold a sunflower

It glows

The brightest shade

Of yellow

As I hold it

Under my nose

Breathing in its scent

 

Something makes

Me stop

And I turn

To look behind me

Staring at the

Bloody footprints

That meander

Down the road

 

A small smile

Slips onto my lips

As I tip up

My feet

To see the soles

Which are

The vivid red

Of warm blood

 

I carry on

Walking

Glancing

Behind me

Every so often

To admire

The beauty of my

Creation

 

But then I hear it

The whine

Of sirens

As they race

Toward me

I frown

Not wanting to stop

Walking

 

But a minute later

They are upon me

Policemen

Jump from their cars

Glittering guns

Trained on my heart

As they shout

At me

 

I frown again

Shake my head

And carry on

Snaking up the road

I feel the

First bullet

As it rips

Through my shoulder

 

The second

Clips my ear

The third and fourth

Are aimed

At my legs

But I carry on walking

Enjoying the biting

Of the bullets

 

The final shot

Tears straight

Through me

The bullet

Travelling right

Through my heart

And suddenly

Against my will

 

I find myself stopping

My legs

No longer moving

And then the pavement

Embraces me

Its hard, wide arms

Wrapping themselves

Around me

 

The second to last

Thing that I hear

Is a man’s voice

Asking me my name

The last thing

I hear

Is my answer

 

‘Insanity’

 

© 2008 Cassidy Mask


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This was really good. What a way to go! Makes me wonder if the victim was the one who drove her to insanity, or if he/she was a random person in the wrong place at the wrong time. Either way, chilling and thought provoking

Posted 16 Years Ago


great scene. but not my favorite poem of yours. I do love the lines
To admire
The beauty of my
Creation

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

That's a really vivid scene. It's awesome. Yes ma'am, that's really cool.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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i love it. it's terribly scary. but it's amaaaaaazing!! you are an amazing writer!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

speechless

(you worry me sometimes)

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT
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love LOVE love LOVE love LOVE love LOVE love IT!!!!!
And that's all I have to say :)

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Cassidy Mask
Cassidy Mask

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