I Got Away Poem by Rachel Brewer

As I wash my knife and wipe off your blood,
The feeling finally kicks in.
The feeling of guilt in the pit of my stomach.
But I can’t help feeling pleasure too.
I have taken a soul off of this earth.
I have played God, and killed creation.
Then I notice the blood on my clothes as well,
And I frantically wash it off.
I feel for you, I really do,
because you were in the wrong place at this time.
The time when I decided to break my life,
And change it forever.
I’m sorry it was you I killed,
But it had to be someone, you know.
If not you someone else would have lost their life,
Or maybe I would have killed them too.
I think this could be the start of something,
Something I would be very good at.
I would leave my mark in the history books,
And I would take great pleasure in doing it.
So thank you for that night,
And how you made me realise.
That I could do what ever I wanted,
I got away with your life,
And I would not have to pay the price.