It was an accident,
I didn't do it.
Authorities coming,
located in closet.
I don't remember,
What just happened?
Knife it my hand,
You must be mistaken.
Everything was fine,
I went insane.
Four victims in total,
put out of their pain.
Blood on the ceiling,
blood on the walls.
Twenty eight slashes,
banished their souls.
A father, a mother
and two other kin.
I took them away
and committed a sin.
I was found guilty,
sentenced to die.
Finding no reason,
I'm about to cry.
My kills were my high,
I felt no remorse.
Life is a mystery,
it's has taken its course.
The day has come,
I sit in the chair.
It is over for me,
I no longer care.
I paid my debt,
for my heinous crime.
Please flip the switch,
so I can fry.
I studied psychopaths in college.