Call it what you want-

I call it a hobby

You call me a freak.

I call it dreams

You call it sick.

I wanna see them die-

Imagine ripping out their spines,

Slicing their meat like an animal's.

I seek out their reactions

Every twist and turn, twitch of their face.

You call it taking advantage,

I call it taking a chance.

Because sometimes my mind gets a little lonely

And the dead are easier to talk to.