Show me the destruction I’ve caused tonight.
With a bloody reflection, I see it all,
the pain and suffering, the red on the wall.
Just a slit, or maybe two,
They fell to the ground, nothing new.
It was something I’d done before,
a different knife, another floor.
Over and Over, like a passing scene,
I love to watch it, I let them bleed.
Demented, I know, it must be true,
so much joy from the scarlet dew.
This type of scene, once I flinched,
But a couple more tries, I was over it.
Now misery is my game,
and this gory battlefield, my domain.
Silver dagger, I hold so tight,
Is it wrong to enjoy the sight?
