My Old Poems (2011)

Knife #3

I murdered someone

But only one

Someone I put in comatose

Never to be arose

I laughed as I stabbed him with the knife

As I was causing him pain and strife

I killed that man that day 

Now my mind since then has been in disarray

I could not believe what I had just done

All I could think to do was run

That was twenty years ago today

I'm trying to stay going the right way

As I walk around the bend

Longing for a friend

A good friend

Who will not leave my side until the end

A good friend that will always stand by my side

But fake friends are only there for the ride

As I sat on the pier

I was wondering why we fear

I mean why do we fear death

On that day that we draw our last breath

Sometimes I get the feeling of being ripped off

I need help with this terrible cough

Maybe through all this pain and strife 

I should drop this knife

I don't think I am willing to take another life

So maybe i should drop this knife

As it hit the floor 

There was a terrible roar

It was the sound of a train going by

Then I stood there wondering why

I flagged the train down

Without a frown

I knew I was about to do something wrong

I knew I had to be strong

With some of my friend's dead

I walked ahead

With feelings sublime

I walked in to try one more time

As I am about to drop this rhyme

And go through with this crime

I wondered how much money was on the train

As I was looking into the gloomy rain

I ran into a few complications 

This added to my many frustrations

A woman confronted me

And looked at me with glee

She said do you remember me

I was the one who set you free

I said what have I done

I'm sorry I have to run

No don't go

I'm not here for the show

But how can you forgive me for what I did

When I was just a kid

I can forgive you

But there is something you must do

Please drop the knife

You don't want to take another life

She said let's be married forever

We can work through this together

As I walk down the aisle for our wedding

My heavy feet behind me treading 

As I look back to all my friend's 

I wonder when it all ends

As we kiss

I feel a sense of bliss

Maybe this life is worthwhile after all

With friends that would be willing to take the fall

After all the pain and the strife

I decided to drop the knife