The perfect murder does not involve knifes and ropes and bleach and blood everywhere. No, the perfect murder is simple. Easy, no mess, undetectable. The perfect music is hidden in plain sight, unexpected. Now, you’re probably wondering, what is the perfect murder? And to that I say, the perfect murder is doing nothing. Sitting back, waiting, not doing anything even if uhh know something bad will happen. The perfect murder is a murder you yourself never have to commit. The perfect murder is simply ignorance. The perfect murder is most of the world. Sadly, ignorance is not always, or even ever, bliss.
When I was a little girl I wore bows and pink. I played with the neighbors kids
But when I wasn’t so young and little anymore, those things went away Now I wore skimpy clothing, dark colors, ran around with the wrong crowd one too many times
I was no longer the sweeter here happily ever after that my parents saw for me. I was not an angel anymore, I had fallen, farther and farther down the staircase that was the formation of the new me
Looking at the photo albums of an innocent perfect child, I realized what I had done. I’ve created a monster
A beast untamed by the human species I was now an angsty teen, set out to defy everything I once was. Forming the new me.
As I open my eyes, my vision obscured, I look around, trying to remneber something, anything. My head aches my arms and legs bruised. What happened here? I looked over to the drivers seat, and that’s when I saw her. Kelly, laying their unconscious, her face scratched and glass covering her body. I tried to scream, but I couldn’t. I felt frozen in time. I drifted in and out of consciousness before it all went dark. I pictured my life with Kelly, our children, our marriage, all the awkward moments, the joyful moments, the hard moments, the moments where love wasn’t enough. Then I awoke, in a hospital bed, and the first thing I said was, “Where’s Kelly.” The news hit me hard, it couldn’t be, she was right there. I knew she was real. But the doctors said nobody by the name Kelly McClarrin ever existed. I was driving that car, I was alone, I don’t have kids, I’m not married. It was all a dream…
I would be anything for you The perfect daughter Straight A student Complying, innocent sweet child
I would be anything for you even if that wasn’t who I was I would tip toe around you making sure I didn’t upset you to keep on the mask of a perfect sweet innocent child The daughter you always wanted, right?
The daughter who likes boys and pink and never falls into the wrong crowd The daughter who’s wrists weren’t scared from years of pain that wouldn’t go away
The daughter you always wanted
While chasing your ghost I became one myself A shell of the person I once was My once bright blue eyes turned gray My blonde hair that once shined so bright now as dim as the flashlight I searched for you with
I chased down the you that I knew But the you that I knew was simply as ghostly as I now was
My grandmother always told me to not wander to the backyard. “The demons they lurk back there, back there where the Gods are not watching”
My grandmother always told me to not eat apples on Sunday’s, as it would upset the Gods. My grandmother warned me to not upset the Gods.
My grandmother always told me she could NEVER tell me where the gods were.
My grandmother always told me the gods were watching no matter how hard I tried to hide
My grandmother always told me no matter how many doors I shut behind me no matter how many blankets I hid under, the Gods would find me.
My grandmother always told me, when she were to die, the Gods would protect me.
My grandmother never told me the Gods were trying to protect me from HER.
The Gods always told me not to follow my grandmother to the backyard. “Your grandmother lurks back there where we can not watch you.”
The Gods always told me not to eat the apples my grandmother gave me on Sunday’s, cause my grandmother was trying to kill me. The God’s warned me to be wary of my grandmother.
The God’s always told me that they could NEVER tell me where my grandmother went at night
The God’s always told me my grandmother was watching me no matter how hard I tried to hide
The God’s always told me no matter how many doors I shut behind me no matter how many blankets I hid under, my grandmother would find me.
The God’s always told me when my grandmother were to die, they would no longer need to protect me.
But who was there to protect me for myself?
He will give you death and you will love him for it He will end your suffering in ways you never would have imagined He will walk you across the bridge between life and death And you will thank him. You do not fear death. You welcome it with open arms and tears rolling down your cheeks The grim reaper will give you death and you will love him for it
You will shake his hand You will sign away your life You will shake hands with death You will thank him for it
No matter how much you may fear death You will thank him for ending your suffering
He will give you death and you will LOVE him for it
A poet is only as good as their definition of poetry
Is it a symbol representing each star in the sky Is it an art not meant to be tangible by one’s mind Is it a cry for help when the words sink deep into the fresh wound that is one’s heart
A poet is somebody who sees the words float around then when no one else can
A poet is an artist A mother to their works The lover of stars A poet is, magical.
Down on my knees for you They ached oh so much Oh so much
Praying Over and over Again and again
One two three One two three
Blink breathe Blink breathe
Hoping that my dreams shall come true Tears staining my cheeks Ignorant to the sad truth The painful reality
There’s no such thing as equality No such thing as freedom Peace They are merely myths
And that’s when it hit me
Hope is the bridge between despair and joy Hoping the world will glue back my shattered heart Hoping you will come back Hope…
My knees numb whenever I finally decide to stand My tear stained cheeks turning a rosy red Hope…
I was almost there Just an inch away
But within that one moment My mountain collapsed
Your eyes Seemingly freezing everything in their path Your poker face So welcoming Yet evil
Why on why I pleaded Yet you showed no mercy
My tears rolling down my face As I stayed there froze for eternity With my tear stained cheeks
