The Cravings

i cant describe this feeling
the want
the urge
the crave
of wanting to kill
wanting to slice and dice your body
into tiny peices
and burn.
the flames would reach the sky
with my maniacle laugh fallowing.  
i would love to gnaw on rotten bits
of your body.
the taste of blood. 
it makes me crazy. 
i want you.
no, i need you.
come to me.
dont be scared