Addicted

I creep silently through the night keeping my prey in my sights. The urge to feel you is almost too much all I think about is you and such. I am cloaked by the dark even though this mission i am to embark. I see you pull out the keys I start to tingle down to my knees. I quickly approach from behind as thought of your blood fills my mind. Your blood being warm and sticky smelling of copper sickly. I can't stop and don't know what to do my mind is full of nothing but you. So I push into your place slapping you and punching you in the face. Stabbing you over and over only your blood does the walls cover. Panting and feeling euphoria now that its over i just wanna die. Please someone see me leave after her death on this eve. The clueless cops are in over their head now thanks to their incompetence another lay dead. So back to my home it looks normal to some. To put on my mask of everyday life hugging my kids and kissing my wife. A happy unremarkable man until the urge drives me to kill again. I'll walk the dog and take out the trash until I find another head to bash.