Ripping me apart,

I can feel it.

Breaking me in to thousands of pieces.

Thoughts overwhelming me,

Violence...

It's what I am good at.

tearing everything up.

making blood easy to pour.

Feelings...

Destructive...

tempting isn't it...

All so easy to cover up.

make it blend.

With help from that state of mind.

Beautiful...

Maybe in thought or imagination.

Only in eyes

Not belonging to me.

I am a nightmare.

Hiding in trees.

ready to strike out with a bite.

Ready to kill...

But not them.

be a murderer to the skin.

In silence I scream.

In darkness.

I am there but also no where.

I am nothing....

This my heart screams.