They are running,
he is watching.
These two boys are running away
From all humanity
They have killed,
he aw them do it.
Feels they
must pay.
They are laughing,
he is seething.
He sits alone,
quietly waiting.
They think they are safe,
he knows it's a lie.
He is hiding,
deep within the shadows.
The know not of his presence,
he knows it's their time.
He lashes out,
chases them.
They try to run,
he catches them.
Tying them together,
he sneers.
They have fear in their eyes,
he has death in his.
Three staring at eachother,
each not saying a word.
The plead,
he disregards their cries.
Holds up an axe,
only glares.
They are quiet,
he explains.
"You forgot I was there,
I saw it all."
They gasp,
he swings.
Misses them,
scowls.
They cry out,
he hits them,
across their cheeks.
He won't miss again.
They understand,
he is raging mad.
Their destiny will become
Their fate.
They take their last breath,
he swings.
Heads roll,
on the ground.
They dies with their eyes open,
he shudders.
"Stop staring at me,"
says he.
They are bleeding,
he sits near they're bodies.
Why did you do it?
he wonders.
They do not answer,
he picks up their heads,
throws them,
in two directions.
They fly,
he walks away.
Their life has been lived.
Their sentence has been served.
By: Malloree