Heirot

This is a sonnet I had to write for English class. I just wanted to see if other people liked it.

The Assassin
I move quietly after the sunset.
My movements can never be detected.
I am always willing to make a bet.
My tormented soul has been infected.
My vision and hearing are always clear.
The world will never know what I have done.
Into my enemies I strike a fear.
Until the rising of the morning sun.
When I get close enough, I take your breath.
I always give you only my best
To give my subject a tormented death.
I always leave them in a state of rest.
What I am thinking you can’t imagine.
I am the strong and mighty assassin.