Someday I will kill myself. If I kill you then I will regret it. I will not be merciful even if you deserve it, because if I am my master will find you and me and make us fight each other. I love you, so I will kill you myself. I don't always love my victims, but I almost always kill them. I can't stop being here, I can never stop, and I don't want to die, but I know it's the only way out. But I can't, I just can't do it, there's still some crazy part of me that actually wants to live. I know what I will do. Someday I will kill myself.
Someday I will kill you. I know it is the right thing to do. To remove your innocence from a world that will only destroy it anyways. And I will have to kill you because I am a stupid crazy slave who's just a kid, somewhere inside. I hate the world; I just want to leave, to go away, to wait for something that will never come. Just to dream of you in the night would be a great blessing, but even my dream-pictures of your face are gone now. Someday I will remember what I should do, what I have to do. Someday I will kill you.
Someday we will both die, because I will kill us. I will kill you, then follow you into the void. Only then do we have even a slim chance to be together. Maybe there really is a heaven; maybe we will both get to go to it. I don't think I ever will alone; you have to help me. I would walk into Hell itself, and never leave, if you were there with me. Without your love I am nothing, less than nothing, a mindless slave. But I do love you, and I don't ever want anyone else. Someday I will kill us both, and we will die together.