when you make me mad

I shiver as I lower down my knife to cut again.
Flesh falling off, blood dripping on the floor
Open wounds being dug deeper into.
Swollen with rage my thigh hurts like hell
Damn those who made me do this.
No, just you standing there, watching me die.

Maybe I should do you next
Cut a slit across your cheek.
I would love to see you shiver with terror
Anger rises in my groins
My hands ache to strangle you to death.
I am the destroyer of your world and you of mine.
It’s not that I am crazy it’s just that you make me so mad.