Darkness In My Dreams

I couldn't stand the way I was
Though I seemed so happy and sweet.
I hated being responsible and trusting,
Being blind to deception and deceit.
So I changed my whole outlook
On everything my mind took in.
I saw the lies my friends told me
And the shallowness of bathetic men.
It hurts my fragile soul
To experience this new-found pain.
So by changing who I was
What was it that I gained?
Now I hate the world I see
For being so cruel and mean.
I want to kill all these people
Who are darker than they once seemed.
I have dreams about their deaths,
Of the blood that gushes from their eyes
From the knife that I thrust
Through their bodies that tell lies.
I tie them up and gag them,
Torture them; I love their agony.
I want to make them suffer,
To watch their extreme misery.
I know the weapons I will use:
The chains, whips, and fierce blade,
The dungeon I will lock them in,
The exact spots inside them I will raid.
I'll watch as the rose madder liquid
Drips from their open wounds.
So because I didn't like myself,
The whole world here is doomed.