Badere Catylst

3 years ago I was chatting in a chatroom
then the unthinkable happened

The black hammer resounded
and crepescular feelings begin to form
activating its CPU

Holding my head in my hands tears roll down my eyes
then wrathful flames accumulate like a counter register going mod 256
playing a vicious tune in G-minor

Eyes going vacuous then gleam a bright crimson
with the CPU approaching over-clock

I smirk in a sinister fashion, pull out a knife from the
kitchen drawer and start to diabolically laugh
and contrive these lurid thoughts
become the engine that keeps my heart-beating
in the midst of this agony