Some say I am sick
but the educated know
i am really the god of my own design
these dark thoughts
they follow me everywhere
Creating a world
Of malice
A masterpiece
A void of sanity
i never thought a girls lips could be so red
reddened by the blood dripping from her eyes
Her disfigured mouth twisting and writhing
Failing to make a single sound
Her viscera lay on the floor by her feet
Her organs coalesce with countless others’
Let us take a walk
Into the depths of hell
Assessing my tools
For that which hurts the most
No way to cower
When you cannot move your arms
No way to breathe
With your lungs hanging out your chest
Where are you
Where am I
Drowning in viscera
And I will never regret
The hundreds of lives I’ve taken
And I will never have
An ounce of empathy