The Scream Of A Dying Man

I don't believe we've met. I am what you might call a maniac. I think of myself as more of an executioner than anything though. My father deserved what he got. Same with my mother. My brother got in the way. He didn't deserve what he got. At least that's what my sister said before I choked her to death. You have to be careful about what you say. None of the bodies have been found. They are still in the closet. I hope it's comfortable in there. That's all behind me now. I haven't killed anyone since before I went into jail. Poor guy. It was fun working for him. He was kind. I am sad he is dead but his eye needed to go. He was the only one who I felt pain for killing. Maybe i'm not as ill as they say. Oh, I forgot about the guard I killed when escaping that awful place. That was a fun day. The sound of the guards blood pouring onto the floor was like water dripping from a sink. His screams were like the croak of a raven. A raven after getting it's chicks eaten by a predator. A scream to shatter glass. The scream of a dying man. It was quite easy to escape once you considered the blood on the ground. You have to be careful not to slip. I don't like killing, some people just deserve to die. They don't deserve to be on this beautiful planet. Especially not with that eye. That awful, piercing eye. At least the eye is dead now. Dead as a doorknob. As Hamlet says, to be or not to be, that is the question. Some people don't get to ask themselves that however, I ask it for them. As Hamlet also says, thou art slain. Can a sane man become insane? Can an insane man become sane? These are both questions I cannot answer but if you ask me, all men are insane, you just have to look at them at the right angle. I myself am sane but some of you people say I am not. You are looking at it from a different angle. I am not correct but I am not wrong. Same with you. Ask yourself, would you kill for the life of the people you love? Would you kill in self defense. We can all snap. Snap like a twig. No one is safe from you. Or me. Or human kind. No one is safe.