Stab Poem by Timothy Ko.

As I look into the eyes of the dying
I feel the pain vibrating from his crying
My jaws clenched tight I twist my knife
He breathes in deep clinging for his life
The smell of blood spread through the air
His mind quickly fills with great despair
A puddle made with dark red and tears
My emotions fly carried out by fear
What have I done? stunned, I ask myself
Ready to run, disappear, and go stealth
Releasing my grasp I try to move back
But he grabs my arm never to relax
Startled and surprised I start to panic
Heart rate rising, time continually tick
Ge gasps for air, his eyes wide open
Stares in mine trying not to be taken
Gulps of fear and sweat overwhelming
Chokes me close to forever following
But as my fright almost nears its peak
Death approaches with a kiss to the cheek
The strain I felt that kept me bound
Lost its strength, no breath be found
Relief rushes in, leaving me rubber legs
No movement still stumped and perplexed
Get my head straight and look around
Sensitive, every nerve, click to all sounds
Make my escape, soon to be caught
The ending, something I never sought