my showers are getting colder, my ribs have all been broke, and this hell I call a home is going down in smoke. my breaths are getting sharper and they each puncture my lungs, I've now seen the evil that lives in everyone. a killer with charm, brutality, and a sickening grin. a broken thing that lies very, very, deep within. a rotting grudge underneath us that our smiles cannot hide. a partially hidden pitfall beyond our vanity and pride.