Craziness

.... POV

"When i'm nervous, i have this thing where i talk too much, sometimes i just can't shut the hell up, i need to tell someone, anyone who will listen and you see that's where i seem to fuck up!, i hurt people, and i deserved to be punished, my life is a dark place and i tend to enforce my darkness upon others and spread it throughout the world, nothing will stop me and i will punish myself because it satisfy's me " Bailey Said ...

"Hmmm... tell me what you mean"

"April 17th 2006, 8.13am i was travailing on the bus and this woman sat opposite me, she had a grin on her face, she was happy very happy and it pissed me of so fucking much, i examined her body right from her pale neck right down to her rose painted fingers, on her wedding finger she wore a metallic ring, the thought of her happiness drove all the rage in my gut, up to the surface of my skin, i followed her till her stop, lucky for me she was on her way to get on a train.. Dick, i thought as i let out a chuckle

Platform 1, Platform 2, Platform 3, Platform 4, ...... Platform 7 i tiptoed behind her, hiding in the shadows making sure she couldn't see me, she stopped. I grew a smirk, she moved two steps behind the yellow line and three steps to the right closer to the start of the tunnel where the train came in at its quickest. i looked up, the train was due i lunged into my pocket and pulled out a scarlet lipgloss and rolled it against the grey, cold ground, she turned and i gestured to her to pick it up, as she bent over, stepping over the yellow line, i pushed her in, perfect timing aswell, the train came  and swept her away, almost as if nothing had happened. I laughed, an old wrinkly fucking fat lady started at me witnessing what had happened, i grabbed her by her neck and dragged her to where no-one could see her, say anything anything! and i swear to i will slit your fucking throat and send it to your family at Christmas, her eyes filled will water and shook her head in agreement, now scatter i shrieked."

"I was now at home it was time for my punishment" 

"I stared at my reflection in the Mirror", a tear trickled down my face

"Why am i doing this to myself" i whispered to myself. But then the voice whispered "You like it! Wipe away Your tears baby," "I do"i replied  i wiped up the blood which was scattered around the skin, i smelt it, it felt soo good, i grabbed a white handkerchief from my bathroom cupboard and placed it over the excess blood, i watched as it soaked up all the blood, and when it was done i took it, opened my bedroom door and hung it up upon my wall, joining the other 97.

"I'm proud of you"