Confession

The basis for justifing this atrocity,
is through my absolute animosity.
I know what I've done is wrong,
I will not sing the same old song.
Old excuses have been used to dissipation,
I will give you the truth of my vindication.

I begin with the pain that I so desire,
to inflict upon those through the rage of my fire.
All whom are happy I would see burn,
since in my childhood happiness I could not earn.
Beat them, rape them, and kill them I would.
Without a bit of remorse or thought if I should.

The reasons some say to explain my behavior,
is because I claim no deity as my savior.
Others believe my inflicted abuse is the reason;
manic-depressives blame my actions on the season.
I am here to proclaim that none of them are right;
I do it simply for my joy and delight.