Sylvi Hart (May 19,1994 / Peterborough, ON)

Tonight could be the night
Just let me do it, start no fight
When I'm done this terribly awful poem
I'm afraid you won't be going home
Your following me up to my room..
Then the door closes with a boom!
You start to make your way to my bed
I smile then raise my gun to your head
I see terror form within your eyes