I Couldn't stop :: tazwolf :: Original Poetry

I Couldn't stop
Arrested and shackled with an orange jump suit on,

caged like an animal with my innocence all gone.

Guilty or not I am bound for life,

without my children, without my wife.

I didn't mean to kill them, it's self defense I claim,

but they say it was brutal, like a man seeking fame.

They hurt them for hours before I walked in,

stabbing small holes and cutting off skin.

A furious anger shoot through my brain,

the sight of my family and the look of their pain.

I most of blacked out, then flew in a rage,

for all that I did, I'm now in a cage.

They say restraint is something I lack,

after stabbing a hundred times, in the front and the back.

My family all died as they blead through the floor,

now living on hate, my heart dead to the core.

Nothing left for me, but to die someday,

in the end they'll be there, in a heavenly way.