You walk past me, i look at you with uncertainty.
The glow in your eyes has evil.At night i follow, slowly and carefully.
Around a corner i spot you.
A dead body in front of you.
You stare at the body coldly.
I spot a knife in your hand.
Stained with blood.
A killer you are, for now i see i was right.
Now you turn, we lock eyes.
I grow stiff as i see hatred flowing from your icy heart.
I stand there like a fool, you slowly approach me.
You are too close for me to run.
Now..I am helpless.
You throw your knife sharply.
You successfully hit my heart.
I bleed. I die.
A killer on the loose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Men are not the only one who kill hearts... most women do that too. Rated 10