Have you ever felt the need to spill another's blood?
A feeling so strong that it eats away at you and demands your attention?
Grating on your nerves making them raw.
Tying your guts in knots that grow tighter and tighter.
Echoing and bouncing off the walls of your mind.
All you can do is sit and think about it, knowing you can do nothing....
Not yet anyways.
All in due time...They say every dog has his day.
Some dogs will find that their day has come sooner than expected.
When thy find themselves lying on the cold ground..
their life's blood slowly draining away.
Body growing cold and numb.
Light slowly fading from their eyes.
A faint ringing in their ears....
Then nothing.
Death.