i am in the bathroom cowering quivering shaking within my stomach begins an eruption i am surviving the bluish liquid spills forth from my mouth the toxic cleanser tastes so fine perhaps i ll have to make another windshield washer cocktail retracing the events which lead me here to this psych ward i m not convinced but everyone is so confident that i m right where i belong that bitch that cunt that whore did she think i m idiot that i wouldn t find out a replacement a clone of perfection had snuck in and took shape a snake a fiend once friendly how could that be faked my own flesh and blood repelled me altered and strangled cast me out that s when i picked up the knife i shushed her quiet then stabbed her quickly 19 times i kept my five year old son my precious for last the blade was slippery his sister s blood was everywhere i made quite the mess you see that s when it hit me the realization of what i ve done searching frantically i couldn t locate the apparatus to plant it straight into my heart i began to panic then shaking sobbing i discovered my liquid hold rest eternal alongside my own the father daughter and the son never apart eternity all together with none to oppose i wish i were fucking dead i should be fucking dead i m the monster i m the beast i m the one who killed his own but yet somehow i am still free