Dear Diary ;
her eyes were closed-
a slow sweet smile
a flash of red-
and her bright eyes dulled.
she bore no more grief
desperation no more
but instead left behind
A haunted murderer-
evermore.
as black darkness faded
to mere wisps of smoke
the wretched man startled-
as the rays of dawn broke.
what have i done-
What is to be of me
Oh Jesus, Oh Lord-
how could this be?
remorseful, accursed sinner-
what a lesson thou hath learnt
and the many more to come
when thou ran into hiding-
and never returned.
Yet Another Day;5:25 AM