Dark poems

They call me Crazy

They call me crazy
They call me I'll
They whisper and stare
and make me shrill

I am not crazy
I am sane
I know the truth
I will not be blamed

I saw her death
horrible and cruel
She had screamed
like a fool

She came back to me
Deaf and pale
letting out this horrible wail

They call me crazy
They call me ill
They whisper and stare
and make me shrill

I am not crazy
I am sane
I will swear on my life
That I saw a man murder Jessica Bane.