Serial Existence

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Blood.  Blood.
Everywhere. Nowhere.
Blood. Blood.
Not here yet here.
So many people.
So many victims!
Why? Why?!
Serial?

Yes...

No.

Yes!

No...

Maybe.

Definitely.

Yes.

Yes.
I kill.

Yes.
I'm here.

Yes.
I'm.
A.
Monster.

The monster under your bed.

You can't sleep.

I'm...

Coming....

for you.

Who am I?

Drugs.
Alcohol.
Abuse!

Destruction.
Anxiety.
Depression...

I come at their call,
But you let me in,
Through the front door.

I'm obvious,
Yet hidden.

No...

You ignore me.

You say I don't exist,
That I don't bother you.

But...
I.

Do.

I hate myself,
And you do too.

You let me in.

What will you do?

I gauge your eyes.
I slit your wrists.
I stop your time.
I cut it short!

You're mine.

Who am I?

Suicide.

Can we die now?

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