Deathrow Poem by ahsila nnud

Needles, poison, pain
All of them are in my veins
Here i sit, wanting to share
My great story of despair;
Living on minimum wage
My heart filled with rage
Then one night i took the knife
And decided to steal a life
As i strolled down the street
I looked for a soul to meet
My mind was racing
I started paceing
Outside her window i stood
I entered her house as i said i would
Through her bedroom door i crept
Watching her as she slept
To her throat i placed the knife
And that is how i ended her life
She only died
Because she lied
To her husband, on their wedding day
In a small church on the bay
'I will be faithful' was her lie
Cheating was the reason she had to die
So here i sit a guilty man
With my wifes blood upon my hand
I miss my wife, so very much
Especially her gentle touch
As the poison enters my vein
I feel my body tremble in pain
Limply there my body lay
I feel my soul slip away
A man takes my pulse, theres no such rate
I am dead but thats my fate
That was the only way for me to forgive
And that was for niether one of us to live
That is just my tragic end to life
One filled with memories of strife
Needles, poison, pain
All of them are in my viens