Welcome To My World

I sit here,
waiting.
The knife rest's in my lap,
unsheathed, gleaming.

Will you do it again?
Yell, scream, blame us?
It's always our fault,
we're too stupid.

That's what you think.
Now I sit here,
waiting.
Waiting for you.

To make one more wrong move,
to yell one more time.
Then it'll be done,
your lifeless body hitting the floor.

Like your words hitting my ears.
Resounding, crashing, gut wrenching.
But I won't care,
I'll be happy.

Watching to bright red puddle,
creep out from under you.
The gleaming knife,
now gleaming with your blood.

Welcome to my world bitch.
You had it coming anyway.
Feel my pain, my hate.
Welcome to my world.