Sparkatale

I Am Not A Murderer

Murderer.
The word echoed through the room.
Murderer.
The word was true.

Two of them.
Dead. Killed. Gone.
It's not true. It can't be true.
It is true. Murderer.

I didn't do it.
I didn't want to kill.
Everything isn't the same as it was before.
I don't want to be normal.

It wasn't my fault.
It did it.
I haven't got to stop killing.
It's not your fault, it's my fault.

I don't know why I did it.
It's not something that feels good.
Stop. You haven't got to think about this.
I'm not a murderer.

I'm not a murderer.
Yes I am.
I'm not a murderer.
I'm not a murderer.
I am a murderer.
I am a murderer.