1 August 2012
Do you know what it's like to be two people in one?
One of them writes poetry and the other grabs a gun
One of them knows herself, the other never will
One wants peace and the other wants to kill
Why does she hate?me what have I done
Despite her persuasion, I put down the gun
I take a second to look in the mirror I can feel her hatred drawing nearer
I look into her eyes as she looks into mine
She whispers I hate you for the very last time
Slowly...... I give into her whim, I cock it back, pull the trigger.
The end.
Schizofrantic • Opuss № I