You and your GodMature

Look into my heart... why did I do it?

Why? I don't know! Fear?

Fear of what?

I was content before this happened...

Nothing was wrong, I was fine.


I'm not insane, I promise, but I guess you'll have to turn me in.

I would want to change myself, but what is there to change?

I'm not going to do anything like this again.

If I only I could be sure, though...

It's like someone controlling me

only for a second.

I knew you wouldn't understand.

You and your god.

You think you have all the answers.

I guess you'll have to turn me in.

But you better hope this demon doesn't take over me on the way.

You might end up a bloody pile of robes.

The End

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