The View
I like the view
The sandy dunes and salty water
The shells that shine and glitter
A place of wonder and peace
Thinking back
Of times that where true
How old was i?
Perhaps not even two?
I like the view
Thats what she said
But when i came in the room
Her eyes bled
I like the view
I looked at you
Hate in your eyes
Your friend and parents too
I often fantasize
Of killing you
Snapping your neck
Tasting you too
I sit quietly
Admiring the blue
Bikinis and trunks
Showing off skin
Couples holding hands
Kids playing in the sand
Do you think of me too?
Perhaps
In you nightmares
They say you see 36 killers in your lifetime
Without realizing
Should I count 37?
Since I’m one of them too?
The sky is clear
No clouds in sight
Tunnel vision
To damnation
No medals that I’ll win
Am i wrong for telling you?
Or was it for the better
I feel as if you knew
That if you didnt leave
I’d make you disappear
Blood on the walls
Coffins in a cave
A monster made from people
People and hate
I look in the sky
No clouds in sight
But my vision is blurred
With blood in my eyes
Sirens with red and blue
Evacuate the beach
Your 37th is in view
I do not like the beach
I do not like the waves or the glittering sand
I do not like the shells or the kids playing in the sand
I do not like the view