The Who To My Why

Who? Who? Who?

Why? Why? Why?

These piercing questions that consume my mind…

These piercing questions from your piercing black eyes…

Who knows what I’ve done?

Who knows what they’ll find?

Why? Why? Why?

Do you ask who all night?

Do you know what I’ve done?

Do you have something to hide?

Who? Who? Who?

Stop asking!

You’re consuming my mind…

I’ll strangle your question!

This must be a sign…

The Who’s…

They awaken me every single night

An alarm

A reminder

The question to my crimes

The question I now fear every waking moment of my life

Who is everywhere I go…

Who is everywhere I’ve lied…

Who has taken over my soul…

The Who, who I had thought had died

Who? Who? Who?

I can’t go anywhere

Who wants me to fear

Who is everywhere

Who? Who? Who?

Who and why?

Questions I ask myself

Questions all the time

Questions I now must live with until the day I die

Who and why

Questions throughout my life

Questions from you…

Questions from my wife…

Who would do such a thing?

Why would take a life?

My response to your whos

My third person lies

My dark little clues

The inner workings of my mind

He didn’t know what he had done

He was likely confused

He didn’t mean to run

He didn’t know what to do

It was probably an accident

He didn’t realize he had killed her

Until he snapped out of it

A neck bruised and mangled

Once more

A lifeless cartridge wrangled

The cries stop

And I see piercing eyes strangled

I had to lock her up

She knew too much

Her begging questions

I knew she knew what I had done

She wouldn’t shut up!

So I left her there to stay

It couldn’t have been for more than three days…

Yes, I know it sounds wrong

But it was for her own good

I tried to stay strong

But I’m always misunderstood

I know I’m a good person

Daddy didn’t mean to lie

She was the most beautiful little girl

With piercing black eyes

Who? Who? Who?

I must find the source

I must stop your cries

I’m awakened by screams once more

In the middle of the night

No…

Not again…

I won’t let you control my life!

I will no longer hear your cries

This is all your fault so your question must die!

I grab my two hands

The weapons to my crimes

I know where your hiding

The same place as last time

The Barn…

Yes, the Barn!

I remember those piercing black eyes

I can still hear the sounds of your sweet little cries

Why? Why? Why?

Are you doing this to me dad?

Please, I can’t breathe

Please, don’t be mad

Your piercing black eyes

You’re no longer my Dad

You are, The Who!

The Who, who has driven him mad!

I silenced her cries

The cries of her Why’s

Now I must silence you

The one who cries, Who

Who did this?

Who took our baby girl?

Who did this?

Who took her from our world?

Don’t worry my love

I will put an end to your cries

You both didn’t deserve this

You didn’t deserve to be, Whys

But I had to do it

I was consumed by piercing black eyes

Consumed by, The Who

The Who, who has taken over my life

The sound of The Who

Piercing my mind

My first victim

My first Who

My first Who to my why

My first victim

My first kill

My pet Who, who had to die

Why? Why? Why?

These questions in my mind

Why can’t I stop?

I’ve taken another life

Why won’t I stop?!

I took my daughter and my wife

Who? Who? Who?

Is the owl with piercing black eyes

The owl forever breaking

The slave to my crimes

Who? Who? Who?

I am the owl with piercing black eyes

The punished soul claiming

Innocent lives

The Who…

Who is forever taking

The Who to my why…