I like the sounds

Sounds of hearing them scream

Screams echo from within

Within their throat my knife pierced

Pierced and bleeding

Bleeding dark red

Red like my eyes

Eyes watch them twitch

Twitch as they no longer laugh

Laughed at me

Me, myself and I

I like this silly little blade

Blade’s not clean anymore

Anymore, their breathy voice

makes no noise

Noises coming from my head

Heading towards another victim

Victims are not always innocent

Innocent, I am.

I am not a monster

Monsters are driven by animalistic instinct

Instincts don’t drive me to do this

This is just a compulsion

Compulsions are normal

Normal like my mother

Mother didn’t make me kill them

They wanted to play

Play a fun game with me