I stood there, in the rain,
With bloodied hands and heart filled with pain.
I stood still, as I couldn’t run away
For what I did, I had to pay.
I was going somewhere deep inside.
A dark new path I had to ride.
I asked myself, “Does it all ends here,
All the pain and frightful fear?”
I knew bitter the end would be,
But despite trying hard, I couldn’t flee
And the brutal truth will never fade with time,
Yes, I somehow did The Crime.
By Paramita Mazumder