My Sister, My Mother

I sleep with my SCAR-H beside my pillow

But do I sleep?

The urges for violence are relentless

My mind is in chaos!

It's been more than 10 years since it happened...

I still remember my blade sliding on the kidnapper's neck

The only thing I knew was to save my sister...

Now she lays with me on my bed...

I lay in her comforting embrace...

Is this love? I can't feel it for anyone else besides her!

I am a psychopath! I can't feel anything!

I feel only for her and none another!

Her stomach is bare, it is my place of comfort

Her navel is a deep well in which I shed my tears

Her breasts are as the mountains under which I hide!

I despise my mind! I despise these urges to kill!

I hate not being able to feel anything!

Yet, I am her little brother, her son!

I cannot let her down, tear down what she has begun!

The murderer shall fear, the rapist shall tremble!

The molester shall hide and the tyrant will run!

I am most vulnerable in her arms...

But to the world, I am her monster!

Tanya's monster!

This is who I am and no longer can I run away!