Misery loves company
That’s what they say, right?

It’s true
People will drag you into their despair.

All because
They don’t want to suffer alone.

This is why
This is why they will drag you in, they want you to hurt too.

A pain shared isn’t a pain halved
It’s just pain.


Standing amidst this crumbling world
I smile
It was all my doing, all my own
Absolute control
Even though it rendered everything to nothing
It was all my doing, all my own
For it is better to destroy ourselves on our own terms than someone else’s

Once, twice, thrice
Again and again
My reunion

The face of my past facing my present smiling at my future
Same place
Same ruin

See you in three years


“They’re coming to get you. You’d better run & hide. They’re coming to get you.”

Teary eyed, curled into a ball, cramped in the corner behind the washing basket
shaking uncontrollably.

“Found you!”

Grabbed at the wrist, dragged kicking, screaming and begging to be let go
hands raised.


What is that glare, just out of reach, once more, stretch
cold, cold steel now in my hand.

“Put them down.”

Roles reverse, cold steel in my hand now getting warmer
grip loosening, they go pale.

It’s over, this ordeal, the worst yet to come.