1.

my friends have all left me, forgotten about me
call out for their names but it only got me kicked out
kicked out of the place i called home
altogether, the stress compiles in my brain
i thought that maybe moving schools wouldn't be bad
nevermind, this demon has taken a hold of my hands

2.

mirror mirror on the wall
is this book real at all?
a construction of
fantasy brought to
reality, its red cover smells of blood
after reading from its contents
reminders that i am not him, the man in the words,
undulate in my tormented brain, disappear into ash
i think i might be seeing things, his head's split open
nevermind, the horror show is just beginning

3.

all of it came to this, he told me to do it
crush your enemy underneath your blade
cut them up until you need a spade
elements of surprise lended to my attack
people might think me psychopathic, after all
tearing up my girlfriend's body seems deranged
all of it was for a reason, though, she took it from me
nevermind my crime, she stole the book from me,
she stole my life, too, can you believe it?
cease, i'm already finishing up the novel, let my
epitaph read: and her final words were i love you