it's hard to make something like this up

Do not read this
I'm pretty fucking twisted
but gifted in my ways
knitted together with pain and hate
from hands that built the cradle
but now sleep in a grave
sadist killers with little or no morals
I was born and raised
both uncles are serial killers
with life in prison
tainted blood pumps thru my veins
I come from. nation of killers
peat bogs maltose cocktails and British Invasions
independence and self-determination is all I ask for my people
but I'm not a preacher so I'll stop preaching
but I am about learning then teaching
and experiencing my creation's
I guess it was all taught to me
by my father and his people
mostly his first luiteniet
 now
he was real sick
and liked to teach me things
show me things
and he expected me to always enjoy these sins .... ..
I know what you thinking
oh my god this kid was molested
well ya
I was but not by him
by the skanks and whores
that lingered around our kingdom
I was 7 when I first felt a woman
her lips around me and I was blushing
not knowing what the fuck was happening
or what was this amazing but awkward feeling
I remember him laughing
saying what's wrong kid
you should be in heaven
I even remember the joke that bitch made
hey at least I won't get cum on my face
I didn't know what she meant then
lol .. hey don't laugh I was just a kid
although I was in shock it still felt good
shit like this was common for me
to see mostly from the men around me
I thought rape was just a adult activity
until one day the screams started to worry me
,are you sure their nails are supposed to snap off on the carpet
when your dragging them
and there screaming and kicking ?
women are meant to be fucked that's why they have pussy''s
that's what they told me
and ya that made sense to me
and still does
but still
the crying and screams
they've never left me
haunting me while I sleep
severe PTSD I was diagnose when I was 13
among other things ...
with blackouts
I would wake up far from the house
with no knowledge of Where I had been
and those women ,, it's weird
because I never saw them leave
or in life again
so I'm not gonna speculate on what I think
but the men they brought home to play with
well they had bags tied around their faces
and they were always mumbling something
like help no please what about my family
what do you mean your family ? lol
they Already came and seen
theses were the people I practiced on
tied to a chair they were no threat to me
so my father taught me how to bleed out a pig
at first, it sickens me
but after crying ,whining ,puking and being called women
he taught me how not to be a weakling
buy throwing me on an electric fence
until I couldn't even think or dream of puking
I became immune to the shocking
in the end
I could grab an electric fence
and not even move
no blinking
just staring dead into his eyes hoping for
him to be proud with approval ,
which I got if I was brutal
so I accepted my fate
to be used as a tool and instrument of hate
and so I became
someone you will never understand
there's this saying
" I never really knew much about people
until I took one apart to see how they work "
I love it
and it's my favorite quote because it's true I don't remember where I seen it or who it comes from tho
but I think I came out ok
I mean your all alive and well
still have your Hands skin and face
teeth those are nice to
you don't have to drink soup all day
there's worse things in life then your led to believe
you just haven't seen so your mind won't allow you to conceive
that the demons are here already
wearing human skin faces
Devils in disguise right in front of your face
and you wouldn't believe how many are out there today
I can feel them
I smell them
and hear them coming from a mile away
a wolf knows another wolf when it's sees one
and I proved it to my friends just last week I would say ,,
I seen him and I felt the sickness
one I haven't felt in years
this man is dangerous
stay away from him till I get a solid reading
i need to profile him  
shut your mouth bitch I know what I'm doing
I'm telling you this man as killed people
lots of them I see it in his eyes
there similar to mine
but almost identical
to the people who trained me
and guess what
he saw the souls that live in me
he came to me
and confided in me
showing me his victims
and what he did with them ,,,,,,
it's hard for me to even say ....
but he shot them with heroin
and skinned them alive ...
then he ate them
and if you think I'm joking
your fucking ignorant and stupid
it's the first time in my life
I've met a real Hannibal
he's smart as a whip to
I won't tell you his career or his name
because really
he's the only one right now I can actually relate to ...and I don't fear him because I know him better than anybody
and he knows that to
plus I'm younger stronger and I kill him to
and not even flinch as his guts pop and spew
all over the dirt I'll leave him there alive
for hours before he dies
I've seen people in shock try to stuff them back inside
it's truly a gruesome and pathetic sight
but I'm a highly functioning sociopath
with an iQ of 155
I have to act less than I am  or I'll never get by
the feds Start getting interested in me again
thinking it's happening all over again
a sleep walking kid waking up in places were people were found missing
well supposedly
pieces of them
but with no murder weapon
they watched and profiled 3 times a year
till i was 18
I think they made it all up
and put it my head
just to scare a poor little  kid