My mind is frozen.
For i cant think.
The mans brains are in the kitchen sink.
My stomach is like a bottomless pit.
Not knowing what to think.
I turn around and leave the house.
With that image seared in my mind.
I get in my car and drive away.
"They can find out they will never Know" I said to myself to find control.
Getting home i pull out my scotch.
Pour a drink and then another.
Try to find out why i did it.
As my mind loses control i drift into a state of uncertainty.
Falling asleep with the scotch in my hand.
My nightmares begin and will not stop.
Visions of revenge and and the wrath of god.
Waking up in a cold sweat.
Darkness surrounds me.
Pulling my .9 mm out of my pocket.
I make the nightmares stop.
