I chose you

Knife in my hand
blood on my clothes
still,i stand
it was you i chose
no guilt in my conscience
none absolutely
i have not a care
but i keep my head clear,acutely
murder on the mind
adrenaline in my veins
i, they must find
excitement still remains
your body lying cold
in your own house
its growing old
as police question your spouse
stabbed in your heart
its no longer beating
grief tearing your family apart
the grief will not be fleeting
mothers weeping
dads pained
brothers and sisters never sleeping
the carpet blood stained
running from the scene
careful not to be suspicious
not being seen
the crime was really quite pointless,but oh so vicious
searching all around
look everywhere
never being found
not finding me there
running from the cops
but be very careful
not daring to make stops
no one suspects me,im forever grateful
people being wakened
questioned about the crime
not having a clue
about what happened around that time
surprise and shock
horror too
all over their faces
knowing that someone killed you
the cops wonder why anybody chose to kill you
they say there is no motive
that everyone has a perfect alibi
that everyone you
they just dont know why
i chose to kill you because i could
just to see if i would get caught
and if i could,i would do it again
oh yes i certainly would

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