Why do I have to witness the aftermath of my destruction..

The faces… The tears… The loss

Can I not walk away and turn my back on all the pain…

Sadism I have no affinity for..

I’m just in love with the chaos..

A beautiful desolation..

Let me revel in my contempt… Not contempt for the victims… They’re simply collateral damage..

But contempt that I couldn’t destroy more… So many more psyches to crash… Souls to burn.. Spirits to smash…

Let me build you up… Let me melt you into inexistence… For that is my only expression of love..

How come the memories just fadeaway like it never was…

Why don’t the memories fade… Haunting me like a ghost… You were just there.. Now.. You are no more… Etched into oblivion… Burnt in the history of abstract desires… And misplaced happiness…

Why does it feel… How does it fell…

Lost amongst the shambles… Why must I know… I’m just a machine built to terminate.. Why do I need to know? I don’t need to see the aftermath… Feel the repercussions.. Know the struggle of reconciliation…

I’m just the demolition man… That’s the life that chose me…and if karma has it.. I too will meet the fate I so earnestly bestowed… Running in circles… Only brings me closer to my destiny…

So why resist?

Let me face this fear I’ve spent forever running from.. This desolation.. This suffering.. If it’s for me to bear… Let it be… Let’s see how much trauma I can sustain…before you turn your back on me…

At least your doings will be justified…