A Serenade for the Innocent

In a night like this, so quiet and still,

Reminded I am, that feeling so real.

My hands're shaking, sensation sureal,

Did I made this pact, the demon's a seal?

The euphoria I felt in my first kill.

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I remember that tale called Jack and Jill.

Wondered I did what Jack felt when uphill,

I knew he had plans, like mine so evil.

What, pray tell, did this a bloodied boy feel?

What did the boy feel when he murdered Jill?

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And so I went to find answers uphill,

In a night so heavy, the wind gives chill.

There I came across this one boy named Bill.

And that time I knew, what the boy, Jack, feel.

When he found the chance to get his first kill.

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I walked ever slowly towards him, Bill.

Too busy he is chomping down his meal,

The thumping of my heart, fills me with thrill.

If given a balm in Gilead, a fill,

I'd stop this plan of killing him, I will.

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But I did not stop, I walked with ill will,

To him with an unfathomable chill,

I spoke the words as softly as a quill:

"May I speak with you for a moment, Bill?"

I knew the words went through him like a drill.

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"What is it?" He said; stupid, stupid Bill.

"I know you are well and you mean good will,

"Your love for me, stronger than a steel mill,

"But its time to stop, let's stop this love, Bill."

As my words drop to his ear, so's his zeal.

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I broke his heart, and I did with god's will,

His tears did went down this night of April.

He asked why, he asked me how I feel,

But as he weep, my expression is still.

Looking down I am to the crying Bill.

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Is this how Jack felt when he pushed down Jill?

Is this why Jack also fell down the hill?

The sadness I felt as I hear Bill squeal,

As if both of us are falling downhill.

And that's the story of how I killed Bill.