"Jessica I'm pure evil" Hayden said suddenly.
"Explain that to me" Jessica exclaimed in confusion.
"I ****** silently" Hayden said laughing.
"What do you mean?" Jessica stuttered.
"Don't question me. I'm cold-blooded Jessica" Hayden pulled out a gun.
"What're you about to do?" Jessica asked.
"Look into my eyes and don't speak!" Hayden screamed.
Jessica jumped back.
Hayden pointed the gun at Jessica, then she murdered her silently.

I cut my wrists and laugh when the blood pours out.
I slit my wrist because I feel as though that's the only way out.
Bleeding is a ****** sensation that I must feel.
My wounds are so deep they will never heal.
I'm truly wicked.
I'm deviant and twisted.
I'm on a crooked path.
I'm losing my sanity fast.

"I'm a serial killer" Sarah remarked walking away from Jade.
"I'm dazed and confused, for how are you something so horrid?" Jade exclaimed, Sarah turned back.
"I ****** person after person" Sarah laughed, emotionless.
"HOW COULD YOU!?" Her sister Jade cried out.
"I shed blood" Sarah's eyes grew darker.
Jade paused and drew in a deep breath.
"You're a murderer?" Jade said hesitantly.
"My soul is darker than hell" Sarah grimaced.
"First degree ****** is horrible!" Jade cried and fell to her knee's in disbelief that her sister was a cold-blooded murderer.
"I'm a demon walking" Sarah said interrupting Jade's thoughts.
"No!" Jade said in denial.
Sarah pulled out a knife and stabbed Jade 17 times. She stood up and laughed.
Sarah licked the blood of the blade and walked away.
Sarah left Jade laying in the grass lifeless and mutilated.
That is a serial killers destiny.

I smoke cigarettes to feel death.
Death welcomes me.
I inhale death slowly as I am slowly imploding.
I feel like my mind is exploding.
I kiss death and feel sorrow.
I'm hoping for no tomorrow.
Death grips my heart.
Death is an art.
I have scars from my insanity.
Where is heaven?
I must breathe my last breath.
Goodbye.

Jesus is the messiah.
Jesus is the key to the lock.
Jesus is the light within darkness.
Jesus is the strength to every weakness.
Jesus is the truth to every lie.
Jesus is the right to every wrong.
Jesus is the good within the evil.
Jesus is the answer to every problem.
Jesus is the forgiveness when one feels vengeance.
Jesus is the words in every book.  
Jesus is the life to every death.
Jesus is the messiah.

The art of ****** is poetic.
I'll stab her until she is empathetic.
I'll carve her lies into her with a dagger.
For she is such a braggart.
I'll make her pay for her faulty mistakes.
She is my enemy, I'll throw her dead body in a lake.
Like thorns on a rose, I will pierce her skin.
Forgiveness will never enter me, for I am pure sin.
******, ******, ****** is repeated in my brain.
Everyday I'm becoming more insane.
I would like to make her bleed out internally.
I will laugh when she bleeds out externally for eternity.
Hell is where she belongs.
This ***** will write her wrongs.
Sorrow is her best friend, and love is her worst enemy.
Cursing into the heavens, I call this pure blasphemy!
She's psychotic!
I'm looking down on her, she has a gun to her head, fortunately she has already cocked it.
Ready to die she kisses death.
And a kiss of death shall be her last breath.
But she will enter heaven and I will not.
For I am evil and she's angelic, she will fly like an angel, and I will rot.

I find myself gazing into the darkness.
The demons laugh as they are heartless.
The darkness swallows me.
Depression causes me to wallow in pity.
Demons scream in my every dream.
I'm stuck in a delusion! Nothing is what it seems.
Demonic poetry is all I see.
Greed becomes key.
Lucifer whispers in my ear daily.
Welcoming me to hades!
Satan's demons lurk in shadows all around you.
Remember when they speak, they are untrue.
Evil is a reality you must not let enter.
Or evil will eat you alive.
When you summon Satan you cannot drive him out.
Hell is home to all the wicked.
Hell is home to the murderous and twisted.