I just need to write something! I don't care if it's good or bad or excellent…I just need to blow off some steam before I kill somebody.

My Living Bride

She has finally decided

She has decided to be mine

I see how she cringes at the choice

But I don't care

I have a living bride now

One that will love me

No matter what I do

I give her the veil I made

She takes it within her tiny grasp

She eyes the boy on the floor

But I don't care

She has agreed to be my living bride

Nothing can ruin this for me

She's in the wedding dress

It fits her body perfectly

Tears fill her eyes

But I don't care

My living bride is standing before me

Not a bit of despair clouds my mind

I walk towards her

She is the most beautiful vision

She is visibly shaking from head to toe

But I don't care

I'll have my trembling, living bride

No dark thought consumes me

I see her staring at the boy

His body limp and lifeless

Her pretty brown eyes fill with anger

But I don't care

She'll be my jealous living bride

Not a single thing concerns me

I take her silky smooth hand

Her eyes hold disgust now

I can't blame her

But I don't care

My living bride can be as disgusted as she wants

Nobody can stop me

I bring her in for a gentle kiss

She pushes me back forcefully

I land on my back

But I don't care

She is a feisty one, my living bride

Nobody can harm me

I let my eyes question her actions

She throws the veil at me

She screams like a mad woman

But I don't care

Shout all you want, my living bride

Nobody can hear us

I think she may have gone insane

She is holding something in her delicate hand

She has a wicked grin on her face

But I don't care

My living bride cannot hurt me

Not one person can touch me

I jump up from my position on the floor

Grabbing her wrist

The object falls to the ground

But I don't care

You cannot escape me, my living bride

Nobody ever has

Dropping to my knees

I pick up the object

My eyes pleading with her why

But I don't care

My living bride wants to end this

No person can end it but me

Thrusting the object into her leg

She lets out a shriek of pain

I lick up her sweet blood

But I don't care

I will care for my living bride

No one else will

She cries as she falls down

Begging for me to stop

I tell her that I can't

But I don't care

I guess I'll give into my living bride's pleas

No one will feel pain but me

Before I could finish with her request

She took the object away from me

And plunged it into my chest

But I don't care

I have a living bride to care for me

Nobody will touch me but her

I laugh a sadistic laugh

Staring at my shiny object

I gazed upon my husband

And I do care

I am his living bride after all

I should finish the job

Watching the light fade from his eyes

I placed the object above my heart

I pray my sweet Raoul is waiting for me

And I do care

His living bride is about to leave

I should die with him

Thrusting the object into me

I fall on top of the hideous corpse

That was once my husband

And I do care

A living bride should always be with her husband

I should follow him now

A living wife

A dead wife

The two underground

Could see the difference

A living husband

A dead husband

The two underground

Could not see the difference

I admit that this isn't my best work, but I got to blow off some steam and I'm calmed down now. You guys don't have to write a review for this one if you don't want to; I'll understand.

Erik: They should review anyway!

Me: I'm not going to make them. This isn't the greatest.

Erik: Alright, fine! If you come complaining to me that you don't have enough reviews, I don't want to hear it!

Me: Whatever! Ignore Erik right now. Thanks for reading!