destructive tendancies

9-13-98

the burning hatred i feel for you emenates from my eyes....

to feel your flesh give under my hands....

i can hear the ominous sound of bones shattering as i impale you countless times....

the acrid stench of burning skinas the hot metal slowly burns through layer upon layer of tissue....

i render you powerless as my hands close aroud you neck....

my destructive tendancies have come out of hiding....

my lust for blood, feeling the sticky, oozing warmth gushing over my fingers....

i watch in awe as your eyes drain of life and you are left limp and heavy, in a pool of brilliant crimson....

no longer will you torment me with those steely eyes....

my bloodlust sated, i return to my story book house with a white pickett fence in the heart of suburbia.....