The Eyes of a Murderer

The Green Eyed monster
Flourished with black all over
With silver streaks flashing from behind
Holds his death weapon
Smirking
To damage he will bring

Witness true power
Like a lion stalking its prey
I hate those who bring joy

Silver shimmers against unsuspecting victims
As the last thing they'll ever see
Hands stained with mindless violence

Passion, anger, hate, sorrow
Describe this meaningless pool
The crimson drips peacefully
Sliding onto the lifeless ground

Insane you say?
There is no such thing
For as you are pawns of a god's game
And understand nothing of the purpose
To the world, another meaningless being
In a world of cold and greed

You have no heart
No one does
You can only feel nothing
For as it is dead
Like me.