and so it goes that those i tried to trust were the ones that disappointed me the most. how easily trust can be broken like a delicate glass frame... im reminded of a time when innocence guided us toward our own enlightened paths. we were young. innocent. childish. unaware. of all the dangers and mishaps we would have to endure in life. but that was long ago. long before i knew what was in store for me, for you... but oh well... some things can never be changed. *sigh* if only things didnt have to come to this... you see this knife? yes... this was the very same knife, whose smooth blade cut through Her skin... are you surprised? you shouldnt be. yes... it was me... it was plainly obvious. but, alas... its your turn now. what? you cant move? dont even try. the more you do, the deeper the barbed wire will cut. you cant escape. you're strapped to the chair. the door is locked. the lights are off... all is dark except for the candle ive lit. i adore candles... the aroma... the way the little flame flickers and dances in the night... it reminds me of the fire. how were we to know such a small... innocent looking thing such as a candle was to cremeate your father in his very own home. oh well... accident do happen. now, back to you... no need to be afraid. She knew what was coming. She wasnt afraid. in fact, She begged for it! She wanted it to end quickly, and so, it did. i an a merciful being, you know. i LOVE torture, but then i think of how the other feels... and so i end them swiftly. what? you call me insane? no... its not me. its the ones who put me there... what else? *gasp!* such vile language comes from such a beautiful mouth! well... you've just dug yor own grave... and guess what! now i know where im going to start! sit still and stop squirming! it wont hurt a bit... i promise. im a trained professional, after all. i went to medical school for this, you know. who knew such wonderful teachings were to help me in my personal life! well, time to start... now from where should i make the first cut?
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