Emotastic, tell me your thoughts

tell me what you think...



The knife in my hand
The stain on my shirt
Dark red
Different than dirt

Dig the hole deep
At least five feet
Cover it up
Make it neat

Months will past
Not a clue in sight
If they ever catch me
I’ll put up a fight

He shouldn’t have done it
The thing that he did
He tried to run
He shouldn’t have hid

The anger rose
Like an elevator from hell
When I was done
He was the one that fell

Months later
A knock on my door
A black and white waits
My stomach hits the floor

I’m taken to the station
Stuck in a room
A detective enters
It feels like a tomb

Cigarette in his house
Traced back to me
The mans family
Full of glee

They do not know
The things he did
The girl he hurt
She was only a kid


A broken heart
Can ruin your life
It ruined hers
Revenged by a knife

Sent to jail
I wait for my trial
Everyday I go to my cell
Fifth from the aisle

I sit and ponder
A way to see light
I see the future
His family full of delight

The judge slams his gavel
“Guilty� he declares
“Death� he shouts
My heart flares

Pumped with electricity
Until I am dead
I sleep that night
Sprawled out on my death bed

I will not be punished
They will see
I did a good deed
God will spare me

The morning comes
I’m led to my chair
A tingle in my toes
The burning of hair

Darkness over comes me
Fearing hell
I shut my eyes
I hear the sound of a bell

I open my eyes
Pearly white gates
Heaven in front of me
My new life waits


I enter the gates
Over come with joy
I feel like its Christmas
And I’m a young boy

There he sits
High on a throne
Thirty steps up
Carved out of stone

He tells me he spared me
To help those in need
Those who have been hurt
Because of my deed

He gives me wings
He sends me back to earth
To help the people
In my rebirth

I visit her first
With my white wings sprawled
I called out her name
She looked at me enthralled




She thanked me from her heart
Not from her mind
I could feel her love
Love of the strongest kind

I could not stay long
There were things to do
People to help
And this she knew

As a true guardian angel
I left her again
With a hug and a kiss
The warmth of her skin

I visit her every so often
Like Wendy and Peter
Every time I see her
She seems to be sweeter


I did what I thought was right
But I know now it was wrong
Murder is not to be forgiven
But I must stay strong

I was blessed for a reason
God would not make a mistake
I saved her life
And freed her from heartache

With a jolt
I wake from my slumber
The ringing of the phone
An unfamiliar number

I pick up the handset
It’s her on the line
She tells me what happened
A shock up my spine
I rise to my feet
Pickup my shirt
Not yet stained
By the blood of the one I hurt

I have a gut feeling
Not to grab the knife
I grab it anyways
Not knowing I will end a life


-- i am the master of my fate, i am the captain of my soul