Im just fine. (Poem)

I have no feelings , no thoughts and no remorse,
Deathly evil lurks around my mind,
I know no humor, i am the maggot on a corpse.
maybe its time for me to unwind.

I hate mostly everyone, except one,
But your most likely included,
Mind on the burner, death from a gun.
My hate turns to sorrow, diluted.

Ill seduce you and take your soul,
And feed from your blood so easily,
ill love you and make you whole.
Or kill you just as feasibly.

I sit and wonder. (Poem)

An Interesting fever in a night of sorrow,
And an interesting twist of fate,
Leaves me weak in the tense of tomorrow.
So now i simmer in hate.

Obstacles detour me over the days,
And aside from food I hunger,
The want just dims but always stays.
So now I sit here and wonder.

What will become of me is what I ask,
And just as expected theres silence,
Will death catch up and win at last.
My pain is evidence of violence.