“A truth that’s told with bad intent

Beats all the lies you can invent.”

…

I didn’t mean to.

What?

No.

…

Sorry.

Do I confuse you?

Sometimes I rant.

Hah. Don’t we all?

…

What?

No. I didn’t kill her.

I did her a favor.

Yeah. What did you think I meant?

She’s dead.

No.

I didn’t do it.

…

I put her in a better place.

Out of her misery.

“How did it happen?”

Me. Me happened.

•.•.•.

These voices-

Louder and louder.

They tell me stories.

Plans of it all;

What I’m capable of.

Well. I’m capable of a lot.

Afraid?

You should be.

Confused?

I want you to be.

Angry?

Please baby…

…let me show you real anger.