GET AWAY WITH MURDER

The blood was everywhere...
it dripped down your face like mud...
the gulit was is my hands..
it it bulit up with the plans..
the bet wasnt worth it
every last bit of it....
hiding the gun..
as i begun
leaving the loved one and my son
i run in shame
for i know i was the one to blame..
as i run out the door...
i see you on the floor knowing am getting away with murder....