"The Next Kill"

Today fucking sucks.
Patience wearing thin.
Nerves are frayed
Mind filled with sin.
Breathing in the hate
While exhaling calm.
Timer winding down.
Can't defuse the bomb.
Four drunks cross me.
Warn them to move on.
They refuse to listen.
Relying on their brawn.
I'm no longer in control.
The monster is uncaged.
The smell of fresh blood
Fueling unleashed rage.
I drain the fuckers dry.
My hunger is fulfilled.
I vanish into the mist.
Till I make my next kill.