I often question my own sanity

Does this prove my lack of humanity?

To prey on such weakness can only prove cruel

But without this lust I would have no fuel

My animalistic desires control all of my thoughts

But why do I cry as the lifeless body rots?

I wish to be free of the discomforting remorse

This damn lust for the drain is my driving force

But none of this quite matters much anymore

No longer shall these hands cause such indescribable gore

This is my end just silent goodbyes