Detritus (The One They Kept) - Cryptopsy

I am in the bathroom

Cowering, quivering, shaking

Within my stomach begins an eruption

I am surviving

The bluish liquid spills forth from my mouth the toxic cleanser

Tastes so fine perhaps I’ll have to make another

Windshield, washer, cocktail

Retracing the events which lead me here

To this psych ward I’m not convinced

But everyone is so confident

That I’m right where I belong

That bitch, that cunt, that whore

Did she think I’m idiot (yes, she did)

That I wouldn’t find out

A replacement, a clone of perfection

Had snuck in and took shape

A snake.

a fiend once friendly

How could that be faked?

My own flesh and blood repelled me

Altered and strangled

Cast me out

That’s when I picked up the knife

I shushed her quiet then stabbed her quickly 19 times

I kept my five-year-old son

My precious for last

The blade was slippery his sister’s blood was everywhere

I made quite the mess you see

That’s when it hit me

The realization of what I’ve done

Searching frantically I couldn’t locate the apparatus

To plant it straight into my heart, I began to panic

Then shaking, sobbing, I discovered my liquid hold

Rest eternal alongside my own

The father, daughter and the son

Never apart eternity all together

With none to oppose

I wish I were fucking dead

I should be fucking dead

I’m the monster

I’m the beast

I’m the one who killed his own

But yet somehow I am still free