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by CuteJJ
Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Dark · #1905717
I was super bored and wrote a narrative poem... it was really creepy and weird...
Life can turn upside down.

For me, it turned 180 degrees in one night.

I don’t really remember what and how it happened,

Nothing but a blurry figure of a man holding a sharp object.

I remember seeing the tattoo on his arm.

A tattoo in a figure of a hawk surrounded by flames.

When I came back into my senses, I realized my hands were dipped into blood.

I started to scream,

I kept crying,

I wanted an explanation.

I wanted to know why my parents were lying down motionless.

I wanted to know why I was sitting on a puddle of blood.

I still remember though,

The smell of their blood,

Even the way their hearts carved out from their bodies.

Their facial expressions of shock.

It has been more than 10 years since that night.

I still search for the man with the tattoo.

I became a fugitive and no one wants to understand why I became a killer myself.

I kill to satisfy,

I kill to show what it was like for me to lose someone,

Revenge is the only way to fill my emptiness.

People call me the “Heart Grabber”

Not just because I carve them out, but because I make sure someone sees what I am doing.

I make sure somebody cries while I kill.

I won’t stop,

I won’t stop until I get my vengeance.

I will find him.

I will slaughter every single human being he knows,

To show him how it feels.

To give him the fear that I have felt, when I was 13.

To have my vengeance.

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