from the eyes of a killer

Standing still as the evening darkness settles
Listening to the sound of my next victim wimper at my feet.
"What is it that you are scared of you stupid bitch"
I hiss as she squirms underneath the cold metal of my blade
"Are you scared of death my dear, For it will come quite quick"
I slowly drag my knife over her beautiful body,
feeling the overwhelming power as her muscles start to twitch
quickly, as if by instinct,
Driving the blade through her stomach,
as I start to laugh demonically.
That isn't so bad, I whisper,
as she starts to scream in agony,
"But what are you screaming at, you stupid bitch,
There is noone around to save you"
and as if had done it a million times,
I slowly start to cut her organs out.
Finally, I slit her throat,
Just to let myself know,
I have added another body, to my list,
I hear the sirens now,
I must leave,
and as if I were a ghost,
I disappear into the night,
only to go find,
my next victim,
in this artistic game.