My yes, my no, and my 'I don't know, why don't you figure it out yourself'...

Confessions of the mentally disturbed...

Yes, I pushed him down the stairs,

yes, he was asking for it,

and yes, he was still breathing.

No, I felt no remorse for him,

no, he didn't deserve my sympathy,

and no, he wasn't dead yet.

I don't know,

there was blood,

but it could have been mine,

maybe I was the victim,

I don't know...

Reviews

[Zombeh]

o.O I love this 'confession', it was creepy - the kind of stuff I love. Menacing and evil, but calm about it... keep it up! loved it :)

[Dread Solomon]

I don't think it's even poetry... XD

[Deaths Cold Kiss]

i love it !