A Collection of Poetry By An Angsty Young Adult

Warning.

I'm secretly planning out everyone of your deaths
In the cruelest, sickest way possible.
My dream is to see your body
Laying in a pool of blood.

I want to see your fingers scattered in a field of daisies
To juxtapose the beauty of life and the gruesomeness of death.
I want to pull out every one of your teeth
While you're fully aware of it so you can feel every agonizing tug.

I want to hear your splendid screams of mercy
As I deny you your life.
I wish to see the beauty of death right before my eyes
As you slowly lose your breath.

I simply want you dead.