Through Their Eyes

I embark on this day like any other Change into my situational attire Methodically don my gloves Victim sprawled out not on their own accord Unsuspected pulling of the plug Roll out my instruments of death Begin the killing step by step Numb the premises of my wrong doing Poke and prod at the body distastefully arranged under my nose Suck out the life within This is where they shall meet their unwilling abrupt end Turn around and begin again Sometimes I try to see life through their eyes The problem is that their eyes have yet to be open And their lives yet to truly begin Words yet to be spoken Memories yet to be made Time yet to be spent But life is now stolen Lifetimes left unscathed By the holder's mistakes It sickens me but I try to remain numb to the feeling At times I contemplate the morality of my deeds Until I realize that at the end of each day It's still what gets me paid ---------------------------------------------------------------------- 08/06/2016