Serial Killer Poem by Eman Awad

First when he came i noticed that,
he was so innocent with such a pure heart.
Like he told life, you're not that bad,
i'm the mistery of the smile that wasn't torn apart.
And i thought i was the first of all,
the only one he've ever loved since he started to breathe.
I thought i owned his heart and soul,
and i wasn't wrong for too long till i felt pain underneath.
He was the greatest fear of mine,
the heart that was never meant to love.
But i never saw any sign,
i was so busy swept away and flying above.
He was the greatest fear of goodbye,
the story that has no place in this life.
He was gone and i didn't cry,
and as i promised i managed to survive.
He was so out of this world,
and that's how i became a while after.
Another broken, young girl,
who finds no happiness in her life and no laughter.
That day when i knew i wasn't the first one,
and i was another victim in a series of pain.
Is that why he was so cruely gone?
and just the sadness and the bitter remain.
I thought i owned the world when all i've got,
was a big nothing, and yet i was so proud.
I look around me all those girls hurt a lot,
what's that silence? let's scream out loud...