Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-7162179-20140820155205

Please tell me if this is against any rules or if theres anything I can do to make it better.

Better Than No Heart At All

Cower, small child,

For I have come for you,

Your eyes show great fear,

Though your years are few.

Suddenly, you call out;

"Mommy! Daddy! Help!"

Yet I stand and watch,

While you cower and yelp.

Slowly, I creep forward,

A knife concealed by low light,

You stare at me, afraid,

Shaken and stirred by fright.

Once again, you yell;

"Mommy! Daddy! Please!"

You are ignorand, young one,

I have already killed them with ease.

Finally, you see my face,

As I can see yours,

I child is a welcome break,

From killing so many whores.

As you scream, I swing at you,

A small cut on the arm,

I feel a great deal of pleasure,

Like a cat playing with yarn.

Quickly, I approach you,

Hold the knife against your throat,

Now, clearly, you can see,

The bloodstains on my coat.

One quick jerk, and its done,

The child lay in his bed,

A place he once thought was safe,

But now he is dead.

People question my methods,

When they see the blood on the walls,

But having a heart of stone,

Is better than no heart at all. 