Confession Of A Serial Killer Poem by Robert Roberts

could i close my
eyes and still see
does it make me hallow
for the things i have done
is it insanity to plea sanity
is death the end of all life
is it wrong to
inflict pain onto others
cause my lust for blood
is endless and lush
am i forgiven for my many sins
if you were me
then you would see
we are the same
but function differently
am a monster
beneath my human face
could god understand if he lives
they made me so i
am just born to please
is death my way out
can anyone let me know