Cold

During this time of year, it's very hot.
Warm nights, I contemplate in the dark.
And feel cold shivers up my spine.
I wish to avenge.
To live these cold thoughts.

Chills when I hold the knife.

At night, I am sleepless.
Haunted by nightmares.
I think I am in fear...
But fear me because I fear you.

Even my own blood isn't warm eanough to sleep soundly.