I won (Post-Edit)

Thinking how my life's a mess
It's all my fault, I must confess
 
I was one that took the lives
The perpetrator  who stole the smiles
 
Flashbacks suddenly flood my brain
I brace myself for the pain
 
Licking the blood from my shining blade
The grin on my face started to fade
 
Sounds of dead feet dragging the floor
A slight thump when they catch on the door
 
Shaking hands held the match
Against the box, trying to catch
 
Flames flickered against the walls
The pile of bodies growing small
 
Reduced to ashes
No more deep gashes  
 
I kicked the embers, turned to leave
Thinking of the lies that I would weave
 
In court I sat, with head held high
The judge shook his head, sent me away with a sigh
 
The cries of the families struck me deep
Although not one of them made me weep
 
My bright orange clothes stand out at night
If I could escape, I'd still be in sight
 
Cracked concrete walls surround me now
Shutting my in my title somehow
 
"Convicted Murderer" the headlines read
My conscious whispers in my head
 
But my body revels against it's pleas
And a rusty nail I soon seize
 
Deep red liquid pollutes the concrete
Another dead body lay at my feet
 
'Twas my cellmate, nothing more
I smile at the sight of gore
 
Alarms ring out, my time has come
In the end, I certainly won