The Murderer of Youth
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I blink as the warmth enters my eyes
A liquid warmth, thick and blinding
I lick my lips as it enters my mouth
This liquid metal, redundant in my body
Heavy, essential, falling from my jaw
Each drop adding to the puddle
Each drop taking from my life
All is silent yet I only see chaos
I can make no effort to change my surroundings
The first face I saw in this life appears
She screams but I hear her not
I am but a body with a fading soul
I replay my life as I lay in its destruction
The smell of fire, the flashing lights
Family bonfires and the Fourth of July
Now the good is spoiled and rotten
Memories are wet with the blood of the accident
My heart aches from the reminiscing
I still do not feel the pain of the bleeding
I look toward the faces who have seen horror
The horror is unseen by me, unfelt by me
An object falls from my unclenching hand
The slow motion rattle to the ground draws eyes
With the drop, the killer is revealed
The murderer is red in the center of witnesses
It's his eleventh kill today
I close my eyes as everything fades
The last I hear is, “she was typing ‘Okay’”