Inside the Mind of A Killer

Crimson flashes come into my vision,
Flowing from the slashes in his flesh...
'Beautiful Work!' I exclaim
He struggles, finally awake once more
A smile lights up my face--
Time for more work--
   No... Not work--
       Fun!
I run the blade under the stained faucet,
Turning to face him once more
A wolfish smile crosses my face
He screams as my elation begins
And my blade cuts his flesh again
   and again...
        And again...
          And again...
               And again...
He moans and whimpers
   As I continue
       Until All is silent
           And my work is complete

At least...
   Until I find the next one