Dark poems

Dark poems

Dark poems not for younger kids violent and graphic in some and do not read if easily scared

published on November 24, 2020not completed

I killed my son

I killed my son Last year I was forced to kill my son.
I shot him in the back with my gun.

He beat me and my wife and the beatings never ceased.
My wife always stopped me when I was going to call the police.

He beat the hell out of us even though we were his mom and dad.
My wife thought there was good in him but he was 100 percent bad.

The pain was something that my wife and I hate to tote.
One day I saw him holding a knife to his mother's throat.

I got my pistol out of a drawer and I fired a shot.
If you're wondering if I'm happy about it,I am not.

He said "**** you" with his final breath.
I had no choice but to put him to death.

I will never forgive that bastard for what he put us through.
Now my wife and I are happy and we're starting our life anew.
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