My Last Mistake

Had I done right?

A sin had happened my hands in fright

But it wasn't at all my fault

This incident had made my heartbeat hault.

As I was walking through the street

There was no one on it, not even to greet.

Apparently a man came

Wearing a dark hood and his face was lame.

Since the beginning, I doubted his behavior

And he sensed inside me fear,

Then he came near me and tried to rob

I saw the dark red scar close to his gob.

My eyes saw the gun he was picking

I was shell-shocked; can't even shout,

I thought of snatching the gun

Though it wan't an easy task to be done.

Suddenly the triggered was propelled

A burst occurred between the silence that dwelled

Then a conclusion came to the quarrel we lead

My hands suddenly became blood-red.

Instantly, I pushed him off

It was inevitable that I'd killed the toff,

I darted away from the spot

I could only pray that I don't get caught.

At first, I thought to inform to cop

But the culprit inside made me stop

Thus I had to return to my abode

But the memory of that murder yet didn't corrode.

I tried a lot to sleep that night

But yet again the incident came in-front of my sight

And slowly that bloody night did pass,

I had turned in a scelerat, Alas!

The following day I realized I had done something really worse

Something for which I surely get a curse,

The man's face was glued in my mind

That filthy moment always got rewind.

The entire day I wondered how should I atone

While walking, eating and even in my comfort zone.

But then my spirits answered, it can't bear anymore

I had a horrible feeling of gore.

In frustration, I decided to quit

I believed the eternal soul experiencing several events should exit,

Thus I came to the edge of the rooftop of a building

And I was bold enough to decide for leaping.

I rose my foot to step forward

Though I know quitting life is a step of a coward

While falling my tears prayed may that man rest in peace

And suicide was my apologies.