Suffocation

The thought of killing entered my mind some time ago.
What possesses an individual to kill.
I have often pondered the thought.
Time and time again.
Now it's clear to me.
They want me to be part of this world they have created.
I say fuck you.
Don't tell me how to live.
Maybe if I eliminate the people.
Who fit this so - called mold.
My pain will finally be released.
And my mind free of thought.
The ax struck hard and fast.
Splitting the skull in two.
She fell instantly.
The blood spewed.
>From where her head used to be.