Murder Through Me

In the darkness
of that night
I did wake
with a fright
a nightmare
of my family dead
and someones’ hands
stained a crimson red
in this dream
I saw the killer
and the eyes
were a chiller
I did scream
as I did wake
my throat did throb
as my body did shake
I jumped from bed
and ran so fast
I took off
with a blast
to my sisters room
I ran so quick
and opened her door
with a click
her room
a normal white
was now red
I shook with fright
her blood all over
I start to gag
I closed her door
and my feet drag
to my parents room
I headed then
knowing it was
happing again
as I opened
there squeaky door
and I saw
the bodies on there floor
I tried to scream
my voice got caught
on the bile
that I now fought
I ran from there
out to the street
throwing open the door
in a reckless fleet
on the street
the tears did shed
and when wiped my eyes
my hands were red