One Less Life For The Lord To Save by Katherine Pearson

The last breath they took,
The last terror in their eyes,
The last moment,
Before they died,
I wonder if they live through it,
Over and over,
Until they fade,
Slowly fade,
After years of haunting,
Do they roam?
Like a heart searching for a home,
Or do they stay,
Like an echoing groan,
Wonder if the beast,
Gave out a moan?
Of sweet pleasure,
He tore them limb from limb,
Sliced and diced,
Or did he stand there,
Completely enticed,
By the thought of their cold dead bodies,
One less life for the lord to save,
He softly said,
His victims had begged and pleaded,
But this was all the motivation he needed,
To begin to play god,
Their broken cries,
Their tear full eyes,
Made them seem so weak in his eyes,
Praying to a god,
That would never save them,
He was a beast,
He was a killer,
He let none live,
He tore them limb from limb,
He sliced and diced,
And their bodies,
He left to chill on ice,
To him,
They were little mice,
And he was setting the trap,
Luring them in,
Just to exterminate them,
Through the eyes of a beast he saw,
Through the mind of a killer he worked,
Genius in ways that can never be imagined,
Killing these innocent people,
That was his passion,
He was a beast,
He was a killer,
He let none live,
He tore them limb from limb,
He sliced and diced,
One less life for the lord to save,
He softly said,
As he severed a head,
One more person,
Now lays dead,
You open your eyes,
And realize its only a nightmare,
Its only a dream,
Its not a reality,
Its your minds own small non fiction,
But your really to big,
To crawl into bed with your parents,
So close your eyes,
And take a deep breath,
And pray to the lord,
To keep you safe from death,
But your mind begins to fade back into the dream,
One more death,
One less life for the lord to save,
Said the devil softly.

This poem was written by my friend Katherine who doesn't have an account and everything you guys say about this poem will be relayed back to her.