Very often I had the thrill

to kill people,

I still am,

but I have not killed before

I smile at the imagination

of watching blood fall to the ground,

licked by the knife,

and how the victim of murder

falls to the ground, dead,

this is a strong misconception

of power that has long

loomed over me,

my other side

Whenever I hold a knife,

the first thing that comes

to mind is murder,

but my good side,

who I am,

has resisted this

many, many times

as I am not a bad person

There has been to much

hatred in my heart,

but today, I learn how

to let it go,

slowly,

forgiveness it the most

difficult thing on this earth

for me,

Because many times,

in my life, I met mercilessness

in different ways,

I have to let it go

Like I said, the intrigue

of the dark side,

has plunge my mind into

many things,

becoming a killer

but my conscience,

strongly resists the temptation,

due to the peace within,

and as God bears witness

I am not a dangerous person,

but thoughts of the dark side

make me so,

I think it is related to my once

excessive reading of horror stories

This is the only way,

I've found freedom,

as I confide on this empty

sheet destined to be visited

by these words

My mind is a novel,

it thinks of different things

in different ways, not

only my perception but

it meditates strongly with

the perception of people

and how they act,

this helps me to understand people,

it's all literature,

life,

stories

Writing is not just words,

it's revelation.

                                         By Kakraba Afful

• Written by De-graft Afful Jr..
• In category Social Life.
• 14 years ago.

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