Murder Madness

There was no light as it was too dark to see.

No windows for as I can't barely breath

Its very hot and humid as though the sun was piercing through the ceiling.

Shivering and Shaking.

I did something bad.

Should I admit to what I did ? or should stay in the pit of guilt ?

I never meant for this to happen as most people whom done such bad things would say

It was an accident I must say

He tackled and toss hands as I lay their motionless and helpless.

The room became silent, it was so quiet that you can hear the tree branches striking against the roof.

My hands were free and so was my feet, I can see but still can't see much since it was dark. 

As I got up to find a way out I stumbled upon a staff.

He then came up behind me and try the grab the long staff 

Too late he was as I heard the sound of the wood creaking 

There goes the sound of a crunching noise that came from his head as he drop to the floor, "BRA-DAAM"!

Fear took me over as I am sitting here in the corner of the dark room

Thinking of what came over me. Murder Madness it is. I never meant to kill him but he meant to hurt me.

I promised to leave before I got hurt. Too late it was as I was as blind as I can be.

Too blind to see whom he was truly on the inside rather the sweet man he was.

Murder madness is too much madness for as I would never want to encounter ever again.