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Psycho

I don't know what happened, one minute I was mutilating and strangling an intruder then the next minute I find my myself waking up on a gurney.
Strapped down for God knows what,
Sweating while wearing a hospital gown,
I need to get the hell out!.
Running through the hallways, going different ways.
I need to escape before they catch me,
Wait! Who's they?!.
Everything's all a blur, I slur and stagger as I see thick blood all over my hands.
Then I remembered the man I killed.
He had it coming!
He knew it was wrong to take my money,
He needed to be taught a lesson!.
You should've seen him crying and screaming, begging for mercy.
Oh the glee I felt when sawing him in half,
His guts spilling out on the floor as it looked like spaghetti.
I then ate his liver with a side of fava beans and some chianti.
Mmm tasty it was, but it wasn't nearly as satisfying as watching his wife squirm and cry as she was asking me why I was tormenting her while holding a hunting knife up to her throat and screaming like a banshee in her ear.
Walking into the cafeteria to see all of the employees dead,
Hmm I wonder why they are all dead.
Oh!, I remember now
When I refused to take a sleeping pill I bit the security guard's arm and scratched his eyes out,
Stupid nurse she tried to save him, but all she did was make it easier for me to bang her head against his and watch them fall down to the floor unconscious.
Then another idiot doctor came to the rescue, but was no help
Better yet he couldn't even get me.
I grab myself a cup of tea as I sit next to the dead doctor and tell him I'm innocent,
Oh well it's not like he'll care anyways.
Finish my tea as I leave the cafeteria.
I then take the elevator,
As I get out I see someone down on the floor against the wall, looked as if the terminator had got him.
His head was blown off as he was in dread, but now I remember why he's dead.
I got him with the ooze nine millimeter that I snucked in.
Smiling to myself while remembering the whole thing,
Thinking about the messy, bloody splatter, and pieces of brain flying into the air.
Oh I got such a rush.
If only I hadn't passed on, I would've done more.
Written by MsRockyJackson
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