Killer in the Woods
An eerie silence echoed the sound,
Of a thousand leaves scattered around
A gentle breeze rustled the dead brown leaves,
Of the twisted branches from the ever graying trees
Alas I began a journey with hoods,
Chasing the wild sounds, nestled in the woods
Beyond violent rapids I dared to tread,
Overcoming fears that I previously dread
On this darkest night, the moon didn’t shine,
As a creepy sound sent a chill down my spine
Amidst these woods I noticed a cave,
And from where I was, it looked like a grave
A gulf of thoughts flooded my brain,
As a drizzle of rain, wet the dry plain
I found a cozy spot, under the wriggly trees,
And treated myself to some ale and whiskeys…
Numb as dead and dark as pitch,
The woods I explored seemed bewitched
Cursing my fate I was about to weep,
But the effect of whiskey drove me to sleep
I woke to a haze that danced in the shine,
When the red sun modeled a silhouette design
Cold as corpse the morning weather was,
As my mind traced the past where I broke all laws...
Dwelled in shadows and darkened thoughts,
I wished back the dead from my life of onslaughts
The lust for blood, fed my addiction to kill,
As I had desired to slay to my hearts fulfill…
My mind was the church where pure evil dwelled,
And my heart was the temple where darkness swelled
Hatred filled the crevices of many shattered dreams,
Orphaned as young, I had to abandon screams
Raised by outlaws I learnt to kill,
For my services I presented a bill
Perspective would have made problems small,
Deceived by my mind, I started many a brawl…
In my youth, I had options to choose,
But clouded by reason I let money amuse
Every decision I made was wrong,
To criminal deeds I nodded along
At breaking dawn I had to flee from sight,
As daylight turned to a frightful night
I couldn’t put an end to this eternal madness,
This brought me the cancer of grief and sadness…
Alas I journeyed to the kingdom of hell,
The coal black shadows, l tried to dispel
Some nice thoughts I dreamt to append,
As it was a mountain that had made my river bend
Slowly the chill penetrated my skin,
As the snow white ice, froze me to the fin
The knowledge of my sins made me wee,
As I regret my absence in hearts of “the spirits to be”…
