Killer In The Shadows Poem by Maverick Jones

Running around the house searching for that certain kitchen knife,
never been so ready to end a life.
Grabbing the closest one I can find,
I'm about to be the killer that is so unkind.
Bouncing down the dark hallway,
if only you knew what was coming your way.
Crept into your dark nice room being oh so silent,
your sound asleep and about to experience real violent.
Stabbing you deeply in the chest and head,
I'm going to keep hitting you until your truly dead.
Moving back into the hall luring into the next room,
time for the next person to meet there doom.
Creeping into the last room where I slice there slice,
now its double-homicide and suicide with no note/
Exit the house without a trace,
this murder will be an easy closed case.
Dancing in the shadows a killer is stalking the night,
waiting for the right moment to take the light from your eyes.

September.14,2013