Insanity Incarnated

I killed once

And I liked it.

I killed again

And I liked it even more.

I kept killing in an attempt to satisfy my neverending bloodlust.

Sometimes it was for me

But it was always for him.

I fulfill his needs

And he fulfills mine.

It doesn’t matter if he hurts me, leaves me, or uses me.

There is no other as brilliant as he.

Even if one day I grow a brain,

I need to come crawling back to him.

He is a part of me

And I am a part of him.

United, we are one: bloodthirsty serial killers.

No one can escape from us

And if they do, they die trying.

We are

Insanity Incarnated.