My First Time Ever
My heart pounds as his breath leaves him
All I can hear is the beat of a drum
My heart pounds so loud, I can barley think
Eyes glued open cant even blink
Im so nervous I feel extremely sick
I hope I made the right choices, the right one to pick
I did not know fear was this controlling
Shit a cop, oh he is just patrolling
Wow that about gave me a heart attack
Gotta get the body into this sack
Back of the car is the next place I have to make it to
Get him to the farm its all I gotta do..
Drive slow not to catch any attention
I can only see a small space in front of me because of the tunnel vision
There is headlight in my rear view mirrior
Im shaky as the lights get brighter
The car is right on my tailgate
My mind is going a million miles a minute while I have a mental debate
The feeling I had when the car passed me was such a relief
I thought it was a pig but instead it was just some beef
I pull into the farm and drive past the farmhouse
keeping it slow not to make a peep so I wouldn't even wake a mouse
It wasnt long before I was on the trail I scouted out days before the kill
I tell you this, on this night everything was creepily still
I got to the spot and backed my truck up to the well
I dug a small hole so I would know when to stop when it hit the tires fell
I put the truck in park and shut off the lights and the truck
A coyote howled and my heart literalty hit my stomach
I got out and hoped in bed
The bottom of this well will be the enternal resting place for this certain dead
As I drop him down I top him off with a bag of lime
I check my watch an smile when I relize I'm making great time
I put the lid on and padlock it
I wish I could share my accoplishment with someone but I'll just get silent credit
I will forever be a murderer
I will take this to the grave never will I surrender
By Bobby J Evans
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