The girl who killed her parents and cried...

"Thought I try something different, simple but still long as usual...fiction..."

She's alone now,
Alone in her secret chamber,
She feels much safer now,
Much safer than ever before.

He's dead, her dear father is dead,
She's dead, her dear mother is dead,
She looks up to the ceiling,
And see her parents smiling at her.

She feels peaceful, she looks serene,
She feels a sense of relief,
And the freedom she never had,
She feels so released she could fly up into the sky.

Then she looks back at her self,
Smiling rather pathetically,
Over joy with the death of her parents,
Yet somehow in a certain sense she feels sorry for herself.

She starts to recall her best moments in life,
The one with her parents in it,
And to remember why it all happened,
The reason of all these sins and tragedies.

Then she remembered,
She killed them, stabbed them in their heart,
Let the blood flows until there�s no more,
She was proud of what she did, she never felt better.

Now in the white room she is,
Still smiling like before,
Except she will never be who she used to be,
And the guilt will she carry on to her grave.

Her parents were the only ones who loved her,
She didn�t wanted to see them suffer seeing her like this,
Neither did she wanted to kill herself,
So she picks up the knife and end their life.

She decides the fate of her parents,
But she couldn�t decide her own,
She thought she would be sentence to death too,
But instead she got away with reasons of being lunatic.

And now she sings in her room day and night,
Of the girl who killed her parents and cried.

"I was actually trying to writing something fiction but has some sense of reality, like it could really happen in real life, I duno if this do happens, hopefully not...well, juz make it up, dun take it serious...I'm absolutely out of idea on what to write, perhaps I'll try another time...next time with rhymes...lol.."