Literature
Wonder
If you could kill someone where they stand?
Slit their throat
Or make them choke
Or something more demented?
Cover them in gasoline
Watch them scream in spite
And then, give them a light?
While you stood nearby, laughing?
Rip their heart out
Throw them off a ledge
Slice them with your knifes sharpest edge?
Never think of them again...
You wonder these things
I doubt I'm the only one
It isn't worth the shun
I'm only being creative, no harm done...
These thoughts, they are demented
They may be wicked and cruel
We don't think these things to seem cool,
Only because it's how we keep our sanity, poor fool...