I barely remember that night,
The memory is so vague,
There was screaming and blood,
They were both a plague.
From what my memory allows,
I snuck quietly into her house,
Patiently waiting in her closet,
Behind her white blouse.
Attentively listening to every sound,
As to not miss her arrival home,
Hearing my heartbeat in my chest,
Desperately wishing to roam.
The next thing I remember,
Furious slashes were being made,
She was screaming for mercy,
As blood doused the blade.
After that my memory blanks,
I have told you all that I know,
I will remain here 'til the day i die,
That day is comming ever so slow.
