The Poetic Insanity

Hello and welcome to my life, I wish to stab you with a knife. To slit your throat and crush your eyes, To grin with joy upon your cries, To leave you in the dark, alone, 'Til all remains of you is bone. Please come closer! Take your chances! I'll impale you with my lances! You do not possess the choice, For not a soul can hear your voice. Don't dare try to back away, Or your tendons I will fray Into a gum that I will chew, And put the rest inside a stew. Where was your God, Where was your Lord, When I hacked at you with my sword? I do believe my actions wrong, But it brings the blood for which I long. I have caused you not to live, Which I hope heaven will forgive. I danced with joy when your heart stopped, And your liver had been chopped Into a stir-fry I will eat. So delicious is your meat! I left your body slashed and mangled, With your bones and veins entangled. Such a worthless life I've ended, Whose soft organs have I blended Into a smoothie I will drink, Then pour the rest down in the sink. I would have written more, but I am busy of late. Just don't go near my house, or it's blood-stained gate!