Musings of the Insane

Multiple personalites

I wake up, in ropes confined.
Naked and cold, how did I get here?
I look up and my blood runs cold,
Bile climbs up my throat.
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In a warehouse, kidnapped.
I look up and see my love,
Naked and chained like me,
Fear written in his eyes.
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I try to comfort him,
Say I will get us free.
All he has to do is trust me.
He doesn't look convinced.
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Just then I hear an evil laugh,
Colder than the winter night outside.
And our captor walks in,
Carrying a knife covered in blood.
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Then captor is... Me.
No, just my body, my twin.
My other self.
My other personality.
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He walks towards me,
Locked in a body just like mine,
But there is no doubt he's male,
Because this isn't our first meeting.
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He doesn't have a name, I call him Sin.
Because that is what he is.
My hidden thoughts and sins,
Given flesh and blood.
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He walks up to me
And strokes my cheek.
"It's for your own good."
In a voice like mine, but deeper.
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He picks up the blade,
And I relax, What could he do
that I haven't already done to myself?
It'll take more than that to break me.
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Then I scream as he turns around and
plunges the blade in my loves stomach.
He looks at my, and holds me back,
Not letting me move.
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My love just watches in confusion,
Pain written on his face,
As he falls to the ground,
The light fading from his eyes.
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Only then can I move,
Pull him into my arms.
No pulse, no breath, nothing.
Because he's gone.
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I scream in pain, in anger,
In the knowledge that this is my fault.
I killed him. No matter what I say,
I KILLED HIM!
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I should've fought harder,
Shouldn't have let it take control.
My loves murderer.
My other self.
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I scream, agony and anger taking over,
And pick up the knife.
I look at the other me and repeat his
words. "For your own good."
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Then I plunge the blade into my heart,
Following my beloved.
Maybe this one good deed could
Redeem my earlier sins.