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My Thank You

The rush,
The cries, with each crush,  
And bash of the bloody metal bat,  
Their pain, and suffering, I laugh at.  
Is this what it is like to be a killer?  
Light snuffed out, and in my eyes arises a glimmer?  
Driving away, with glee in my heart,  
With another masterpiece in my collection of art.  
This is wrong, I know,  
But no one can help me now, I know.  
Rushing home, to see the telly,  
And watch another glorious folly,  
Foolish I know, but fun as hell,  
And this tale, no one will live to tell.  
Like a child on Christmas morning, I watch the news,  
Of the killings, preceded by long abuse.  
Slapping, and beating about the head, just to hear them cry,  
Until I feel satisfied, and bash them, 'till dead they lie.  
Those parents should be thanking me,  
Doing away with the little brats, and setting them free.  
I've seen neglected, and shouted at children,  
Obviously those parents don't love or want them then?  
So why should they cry then?  
When their little tyke doesn't come home from the playground?  
In tears they drowned, so loud was their sound,  
As they begged for their killer to come forward,  
But that would be absurd!  
That is not what I preferred!  
No evidence left, for I am a DNA wizard!  
And I, only felt happier,  
And rejoiced, me the monster, their lives I did plunder.  
My favorites being the six month, to one and a half year,  
Who's blood I would smear,  
Especially those whom I would see get angry as they cried, as if to say, "How dare you defy me?!"  
I teach them a lesson they won't forget, not to defy me!  
Those little f**kers deserve to die!  
We all, some day will die!  
What's one more life?  
I take them, to let their parents live a free and happy life,  
Crazy I might be,  
But aren't we all, don't you see?  
I cannot stop,  
I cannot stop!
I've tried to stop,
I've tried to stop!
But this is what I find,  
Brings to me, peace of mind.  
This is what I find myself going back to after a stressful day,  
And all I have to say,  
Is...  
I am waiting for my thank you.
Written by Orc_Pirate_68 (Sabrina Kirk-Caldwell)
Published | Edited 10th Mar 2020
Author's Note
(Note: This is purely fictional, and was only inspired by a horror film. I would never commit these horrendous acts in real life and leave families in shambles.)
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