The blood drips from his neck

The girl with the blood coated knife grinned

Her wicked smile was worse

Than the knife she carried

He was bleeding very rapidly

She stood there in his blood

Continuing to smile that creepy devious smile

He was gasping for air

But she did not pay attention

She took her knife

Cutting into him

Hacking at his limbs

Blood splattering every where

Splitting the bones with loud chops

The sound of the cracking was chilling

His screams grabbled and pained

His death even more painful

She simply laughed as she watch him die

His death was her joy

Her dress covered and dripping with his blood

Her smile now dark and menacing

Her laugh worse

Still embedded in my brain as I sleep

Still so haunting.