Maybe it was the pain
The constant aching
That was changing me into something evil
I wasn’t sleeping well
The voices kept me awake
Whispering, so that I couldn’t quite hear them
It was driving me crazy
What were they saying?
What did they want?
What was happening to me?
I didn’t like what I saw
When I looked in the mirror
What I saw was a monster wanting his first kill
It made me shudder. I was no killer!
What the hell was wrong with me?
I had all the exams
Physical and mental
There were no answers, no diagnosis
I grew more and more confused and angry
I wanted to hurt someone
Anyone
I only knew one thing
I needed to feed my hunger
I needed to kill or I would die
That poor spider never knew what hit him
©Walt Page 2018
I see my homicidal tendencies have worn off on you. 😉
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Resistance was futile 😊
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Lol… 😉
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Ha! I was not prepared for that ending! 🙂
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Good, lol 😊
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Oh, my! Well done.
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Thank you! 😊
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Hahahaha what a great turn at the end!
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Thank you! 😊
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Oh my goodness! I’m sitting in my car reading this, and laughed really loudly. Strange looks puts it mildly. Great post. ❤️😊
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Excellent! Good read to start my day. 🙂
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Thank you Sir! Have a great day!
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Thought you were going fully postal for a minute there mate
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lol, nah… Just something different 😊
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You had me worried for a minute there Walt…😂
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Good! Then it worked 😊💛
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This is awesome, Walt! 🤣 great post!!
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Thank you! Much appreciated!! 😊💛
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