I've always tried to smile Analyzing the small things Looking for that click Watching the bugs crawling on the ground The butterflies in the sky But what makes me grin
You will call a sin
Watching people fall Stealing what is not mine Selfish acts of self preservation Muggings give me a slight rush Beating the homeless is so much fun But now it's time for a new high
Time to kill a guy
I've ran scenarios in my head The strangling of stray cats Watching the life slip out of their eyes It's not enough Can't stop this hunger My rope is ready for the finale
That girl is alone in the alley
Coming up from behind Her back against my chest The fight in her is so strong Feet stop flailing Turning her around to finish the fun There it is, the life in her eyes
Wow. It's really one of the very-well-written dark pieces I've ever read. Good Job. Some people have no heart and the more they kill, the more happiness the get from it.
"I got my smile as she slowly dies"
This is amazing! Lol. Sacred me, really. :)
Well-done.
A dark place indeed. In combat you learn quickly not to look at the faces.
I can't imagine someone so soulless that would gleefully look into the eyes.
Provoking and disturbing. Good job.
I must say this devilish and unnerving yet there is a slight madness that you portrayed so artistically. This is strangely beautiful. I am in awe. I really liked it. Good job!
Wow. It's really one of the very-well-written dark pieces I've ever read. Good Job. Some people have no heart and the more they kill, the more happiness the get from it.
"I got my smile as she slowly dies"
This is amazing! Lol. Sacred me, really. :)
Well-done.
from the mind of a deviate, who thrives on others' pain....you capture the feeling...it is like reading a poem by Dean Koontz...he is so good at keeping us in first person, even from the minds of the monsters.
You succeeded in writing a dark piece...indeed.
This is definitely one of the darkest pieces I have ever read.
The detail, visual...expression. All of it.