But it was a swear

that night,
i swore a lot,
as if god never exist,
i swore in my mother tongue,
so bad that you can tell it was a nasty swear
even if you don't understand my language,
so bad that if he was murdered that night
i would be the prime suspect,
in my swear he should be in hell,
and i should be in heaven,
i swore not only for him
but for his mother,his father,
accompanying him to hell as well,
like drugs and alcohol
it keeps going on without a pull stop,
so bad that i lost my voice,
i guessed that was the end of it,
but suddenly consciousness came with the ending,
i should have smile instead