Author's note: Once again...another crappy poem. I don't know why, but I'm writing some crappy stuff out of needing to post things up.

Monster

I watch you and see a cruel person.
Heartless.
Sick.
Twisted.
You eat the flesh of the dead,
just to satisfy you're hunger.
Ugly.
Hated.
You kill those you see aren't perfect,
just to watch them scream and squirm to death.
Torture.
Screams.
The screams you hear are like music to your ears,
just to relax.
Death.
Alone.
And you die alone,
just to be left to yourself in hell.
Heartless.
Sick.
Twisted.
Ugly.
Hated.
Torture.
Screams.
Death.
Alone.

Iam writing some very twisted poems. Weird...or i'm having some anger problems or something...Well, review anyways please.