I had committed a lot of crimes
To murder on paper
I’d plead guilty.
Every time I picked my pen
It’s like the serial killer comes alive
Slaying without mercy
Dissecting with each blow
From social problems to why I love my cat
My wrath was swift and fast
And I had no intention to stop
I picked up the pen
Ready for my next kill!
Serial killer on the loose
And this time it’s legal.
InkHeart 