I’ve been shut in for months on end
Always confined by my restlessness
My body is weak, but my mind grows strong
I’ve seen the blood and broken bone, so now it won’t be long
Before the truth begins to show
What kind of monster could do something so awful?
During your life you were a stranger to me,
But my obsession with your death makes you my family
This appears to be a most unusual crime
But you can read in the headlines, some things just don’t align
Could he have slipped through the cracks in the walls?
Fearing everything or nothing at all?
But by the welts on her throat, I wonder if this could have been a man at all
Day after day, I feel my patience and hope slip away
And as I lay awake, darkness sets in and then it comes to me
The strength it would take to dismember the bodies,
the hair on the carpet was matted with filth
So reckless and rabid, and lacking a motive
I find myself looking for tracks in the woods
Now I’m face to face with my nightmare
But if I die I will die in peace.