This is a poem from 'Nny's perspective. It's the first poem I have ever written in my whole life. ****************************************************************
A bloody knife

A rusty saw

I'm locked behind my wooden door

I stare at the wall

All covered in blood

My face is streaked

With dirty mud

I can hear the screams

Inside my head

Of all the people

I've made dead

I've been to Hell

And back again

Now I wonder

When will this end?

My fucked up life

And shitty mind

I can not leave

My crimes behind

But killing these people,

They deserved it didn't they?

They're the ones responsible for their deaths

Not me

It's their fault.

It's their fault.

ALL THEY'RE FUCKING FAULT!