Rage

[Demonic Kitten]

How hostile does this sound?

The rage I feel inside,
I give to thee and thine,
For it is your face that I see,
When the blood lust over takes me.
Food spoils as soon as it crosses my lips,
And the hunger that I once felt,
Is now as lost as me.
My hands shake the closer you get to me,
But my reasoning,
Is far beyond your understanding.
My hands itch to rip out your eyes,
Or to tear out your still beating heart.
The blade I have in my hands,
Is not for me you see,
It is so I can slit your throat,
Or to unzip your guts.
Please stay away,
If you know whats good,
And keep silent,
If you value your life.
I can't promise,
That I can control this rage I feel,
So don't ask me to.