I slink silently through the murky
vail of the night seeking to satiate
my ravenous thirst a prisoner of my
own horrendus desires.
I am a slave to the deepest darkest
whims of my demon infested mind.
Bright bloody pictures of blood letting
haunt my dreams and cause me to lust
for murder and mayhem.
A powerful pensive spirit overwhelms me
torturing me until I can resist it's most
evil orders no more turning my heart into
a dark abysmal place of suffering fighting
between doing that which is right and that
which is terribly wrong.
Enshrouded by the vilest of desires until
I can no longer resist evil's call I go into
the night to murder and maime the inocent
until my lust for blood is at last satiated.
Donavon Scott Vinson