The queen of light.

The light from the queen's bed lamp,

when she reads her book before going to sleep.

I am the light,

and I am darkness.

The darkness you ran away from,

all blind by paranoia.

I am the paranoia.

I am all the scary movies, all the spiders, all the crazy dudes in the streets following you home.

I am evil. The evil you were supposed to get away from when you met Jesus.

I am Jesus.

The guy.

I made you love a woman,

she loved you back. She fell in love with another man,

and you killed him.

I am the guy you stabbed, shot, drugged, drowned.

I am who you were supposed to be.

I am the guy you wanted to be.

I am you.

And I love it.