Only Yours

I am not homicidal 

I am not psychotic 

I am not sociopathic 

I would never really kill you 

I would never do the things I dream about oh-so-often 

I know you have a family 

I can dream and still be innocent 

Right? 

I dream of murder 

Only yours 

I dream of doing it slowly and painfully 

I dream of slamming a bat over all the places you left bruises on her

I dream of cutting you as many times as I did to myself 

I dream of filling you to the brim with the drugs you cherish so dearly 

I dream of drowning you just as you drowned our screams out 

I dream of Showing how well we’re doing while I beat your face in 

Blood

And guts 

And blood

And bruises 

And blood 

Though I would never 

You scare me too much

You scare us too much 

You hurt us too much 

If I had the balls, means, and legal right? 

Maybe.