The Obsession

You see, i have this obsession.

An obsession in which i would like to tell you about.

A little obsession called death.

The pain of someone dying.

The ear peircing screams of their agonizing death.

It amuses me.

But i have no killer nor am i a murderer.

I've caused pain to myself before.

Peirced a knife half way through my arm.

But one day, my obsession went a little....out of sort.

I went to a random grave yard.

I saw a person.

A male.

I was curious how another peircing felt the pain.

I showed them the shiny, sharp blade.

A blade so sharp it will cut you if you just hardly touch it.

I stabed him through his stomach.

He was screaming and blood was begining to gush out.

I droped the blade and took a hammer, and hammered his skull

until I was sure he was dead.

And so, the obsession became who I am.

And this is what i do.

My obsession.