Tears of the father
“Don’t worry, this is strictly confidential
Go ahead Sir, tell us your story”
United with my soul mate, I stood victorious
I felt invincible, the moment was glorious
The sunny day, re-ignited the flame in my soul
The cloudless sky seemed to fill my heart’s gaping hole
A basic scroll, fell to my feet, I looked at it inadvertently
Not knowing or caring that it would end up hurting me
And personally, I now wish I had simply left it on the beach
To let it decompose and turn to ashes from the heat
But I became my own defeat, the scroll contained a curse
what it forced me to undertake left my beloved in a Hurst
“It’s ok sir you can stop if you want to “
“No I must finish my story”
We arrived at home, after our amazing day, we fell into bed
Without realising, I produced the scroll, and read what it said
“she hates you, she doesn’t really want to be here
Take a weapon and make your dominance clear”
The enchantment of these lines drove me insane
I had to obtain, a weapon or I would be forever in pain
I crept into the kitchen, grabbed a knife, and entered her room
I have already killed my wife, now I kill my daughter too
With a rush of blood to the head, I slice her throat
Make her choke, her attempts at speaking are merely a croak
“ok sir I think we’ve heard enough”
“no please, let me finish”
I fell to my knees, blood stains over my clothes
I began to weep, as I saw the final movement of her toes
The squawking of crows, made me suicidal once more
For they had also squawked, when I shot my wife to the floor
I crawl upon my daughter, and collapse into a fit of tears
My demise nears, as I sense that the demonic scroll leers
It laughs upon my loss, I run from my house, fall on my knees
You found me and brought me here, forcing me to drink cold tea
There is nothing left for me now, my soul has been flattened
I will just mourn over my loss, and weep over how it happened
This man was later jailed for life, for the murder of his daughter
He does not talk, he won’t eat, he just cries non-stop
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