A Little Reckoning

As I made my way into the room, I saw,

The Shrink had arrived earlier than I expected.

He had always been ahead of schedule,

I suspected.

 

He gave me a dark look and nodded as he invited me in,

maybe too deep, within.

I had to admit, the Shrink was the only person who made me feel uneasy.

His lips twitched into a little smile as

He tried to make the surroundings a little breezy.

 

He sat me down on the chair in front of him and patiently waited for me to talk.

When I didn’t, He quickly asked me

how I was doing-- which I didn’t understand..

How I was doing what?

IT…or what inside my head was brewing.

 

Breaking my silence, I finally spoke,

“I am here to confess” , I told.

He asked me was it redemption or did I seek forgiveness?

I stared blankly at Him.

Every question was carefully measured,

as if playing a game of chess.

 

We got to talking, like the usual

and it felt as if He knew me better than me,

 by the wit He did possess.

Disarming me ,breaking me bit by bit,

Just like taking off a dress.

 

Without license, He invaded my mind

as soon as I had come in.

I sensed He had been in there,

in my head, before I was around

and He seemed a part of my skin.

 

The big guns had arrived as He asked

about my family.

Something told me,

 He knew the answer to this already.

“Gone and forgotten” answered I,

smiling at this, and

taking in, the feeling of bliss.

 

Why them? came His quiet voice.

“Why not them?” spoke I with a smile.

Loose ends should be the first ones

to be shed;

And to pieces indeed, they were shred.

 

He stared at me awhile and

told me I had issues in my subconscious.

I snorted, grinned at Him,

and thanked Captain Obvious.

 

He asked me how it all began…

I told Him how every the story does.

With Her.

 

She was more than beautiful ,

With plethora of love her eyes were full,

Her body was like a new book,

waiting to be discovered.

Every chapter, with ease and grace,

I did uncover.

 

Her heart along with Her soul,

were mine.

Away at day, but by night,

we were always entwined.

 

My voice croaked as I retold:

I had to see Her, meet Her

every day, as absence and distances

do take you away.

 

Never did once I imagine

that my presence would be my bane

Caught unawares and unprepared, I

could only stare.

Wrapped around Her, like a sheet,

instead of me, was someone else,

their bodies bare.

 

They did stop on my account.

She opened Her mouth but words

barely came out.

I stood frozen to the ground,

eventually coming to my senses I

did turn around,

but something inside gave away

and I held my ground.

 

Her man looked at me apologetically,

as they covered themselves frantically.

But it was too late. I had already

lost my head.

I smiled, as I considered this. Why me?

It’s them who should be losing their head,

and with a smile on my face,

Them, I did behead.

 

I left the house and asked myself…

Is this what they call bittersweet?

The rain poured down on me,

burning my insides, as I clenched

my fists and it cleansed me

from within.

 

He raised his eyebrows in a question.

I cleared my throat and said,

“People get walked over all

the time. Hardly a reason to kill.

You might call me crazy ,Doc. But I’m

not the only one.”, as I recounted

the thrill.

 

They were my first, but certainly

not my last, as I discovered

I had the Midas touch when it

came to cutting people up.

 

I would slit their throats in half,

Stand back, admire

my work and quip, ”That’s not

half bad!”

I admitted to myself that I

Had gone insane as I watched

People wincing in pain.

 

I remembered how a little girl ,

on her little bicycle , had bumped

into me once.

She immediately apologized and told

me it’s a rare one.

“Sir, it won’t ever happen again.”

earnestly she said.

“Indeed it won’t happen again” replied I,

 As my knife cut through her veins.

 

I recently discovered one of

my victim’s finger in my drink.

Well… “Thumbs up” to that; I

told the doctor, with a wink.

 

Doc, You’re probably wondering how I’ve

never been caught.

For one thing, I spare no victim,

leave no witness alive and make

sure all this hard work has not been for naught.

 

The key is to hide in plain sight,

as people tend to miss the openly open.

The second is to practice a bit of restraint,

as every adept brain needs an audience to prevail.

 

Over the years I’ve mastered the art of restrain.

But finally I am broken and came to you.

 Why? Please riddle me this.

You can’t? I’ll tell you.

Because there’s no fun left in these kills.

 

I used to do what  I  did,

for a little companionship.

But soon I discovered I did not

need someone else for this..

 

I saw a whole new world, inside of me.

Was it real or just in my head?

Such questions were now beneath me.

But some of them had to be answered.

That’s how I stumbled upon

you, Doc.

Here I am, resurfaced again, from

the ground, You still think I’m the one who

is crazy?

 

What’s the matter, Doc? Why won’t you budge?

Has the cat got your tongue?

Or are you too nervous to meet

the inner Demon?

 

He silently stood up and stared,

right at me.

It felt as if He could see right through me.

He opened and closed His eyes

to make sure this was no whim,

As He picked up the lone

chair in the room and smashed

the mirror right in front of Him…