Caged

The only way I am truly at peace is when I watch the blood flow

dark, thick, warm & flowing, even gushing

from my arms or the throat of another

relieving the pain for now

hands are stained in red again

the only way a sadistic mind function is by watching others fail

the only real remedy. this is all I ever knew. too different for the others to conceive

Everyone says......One day you will hit rock bottom

I never hit it, I was born there

don't remember me

never existed

stuck in this head full of pure sick hate. I bring my pain

always full of rage

hurting for the things I only wish I had

til my bloody hands are wrapped around another's neck

is this going mad?

they'll never understand,

not this time, not ever, not until I complete them.

I look at them from my distant world of fear & despair,

where only

I can survive.

they're so weak, sick and strangely tempting.

I feel my hands call my name,

though it sounds like forks on a plate

or a blackboard scratched with hate,

I have to listen becaus