"My mind is messed up; my thoughts are all screwed"
A massacre lurks in the night, wanting to kill you
Silently creeping into the back door
Stepping on the creaking wood of the wood made floor
A knife in his pocket, a weapon that completes his plan
Carefully walking through the house looking for a certain man
Reaching for his knife, he stands there before the bed
Ending the mans life by stabbing him in the head…
The massacre looks around him, and sees no one there
Except for the man he killed, his dead eyes starting to stare
The killer is horrified, because of what he's done
He killed his only friend, who's life is now gone
He ran outside the house, running back into his home
Wondering why he murdered a friend, one that he called his own
He rummaged through his cabinets, and pulled out a gun
"I'm sorry my friend…" he said, until his soul was finally gone…