your terror and pain is palpable flooding my soul with utter satisfaction as you squirm under your restraints
my knife traces your skin in pleasing patterns leaving crimson fire in its wake drip drip drip eternity passes time in a blink the life drains from your body and your eyes
exhale a swift wipe of the knife on the stained carpet one last predator smile another hunt another masterpiece finally, again, I feel good
tiptoe out the door gloves buried swiftly back in bed again dreaming of you
of that first blissful cut
POV of a serial killer- I read too many thrillers Sorry if it's a little gory