Sometimes Death is Necessary
The Killer.
Sweat drops to my face,while I point the laser of the gun i held.
My mind out of place,whether the fact I shall bring this man hell.
For my life is on line,and i tremble with the pressure of this man.
Is this right?Or is it wrong?But my life in air,or my life about to land,
Into a firey guilty conscience,where Satan will not hault to no mercy.
My mind...This man haunts it,Hurt this man?Or let the other one hurt me?
A mind of fury,and confusion."What have I done to deserve this pain?"
The man who says I have commited sin,Says im about to gain my fame.
I thought and think...Is this all i wanted in life,gold rings,and publicity.
All wants and not needs,things i should've known would've ridiculed me.
Now I still have the chance.Should I run,risk my life just for this other...
Or should I kill him,and save me...I thought,and put my finger to the trigger.
Real Killer?
I snicker at this fool,does he not now atleast know the game.
Pain comes once pain is given,yet he ponders to what choices to make.
As he still makes decisions,Im here persuading him into stupidity.
He has made sin,and shall find out the hard way to get rid of me.
I tell him patiently,and slowly,you will die unless that bullet hits.
He reply's vastly Im a man with no life,and being a piece of shit.
I laugh at his remarks,and said "Don't you get it?Your the best..
Because from the rest who have played,they have pain lying on their chest.
I pity you at times,for you are in danger...danger of holding life...
Holding it right in your hands,and you are oblivious to know what's right.
This could be a winning fight,yet your mind can't comprehend the facts?
Think,think,think...Is all you need at times,yet you always seemed to lack.
I put you in your place,to realize that you are wrong,and here to make right."
He answers back to my face "Killing a man?That's what you seem is right?"
"He has commited sin as well,and you are both fighting for your lives.
You both also are going to suffer hell,because time is what you strive.
And as sweat,tears,and pain has gone through their minds and thoughts.
The main target still fears,what he's waiting for,standing where he shall rot."
The Killer.
As I still peer into the to this man,am I about to kill with my own hands.
His or mine will land,into the ground,and i have the choice because I can.
I take a last look,and i again once put my finger towards the trigger again.
Hands shook,I take a count down,to this man's death,one to ten....
Ten,Nine,Eight,Seven,Six,Five,four,Three,Two,One.. All I hear is a silent click.
The man I have now shot,lies on the floor to die,as i shiver quick.
I hear people yelling and scared,and as I see the hood over his face reveals,
My own loving father,I bared to look,that I am responsible,im the one who killed...
Once down from the Building,I drop to my knees,the puddle of my own blood
Remove more of the cover,and sit down over my father's black hood.
I sit in astonishment,tears falling towards my chest I got up and walk.
I see the man who had control over me,and comes up to me and talks...
"You didn't win the game"...and as he takes off his cloak,my eyes open wide,
An Nypd badge,with everything and his name,I stand weary and surprised.
In this sick and twisted mind game,he pulls his gun up and cocks it...
"Why...Please why?" He laughs,and in a a few seconds,all i hear is 'Click'.
Sometimes...To find the truth and deceny in people many.
Putting them in a position to find it out...Death is Necessary.
SS verse.
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