Find a weapon. Anything will work. Yeah, a pen is perfect. Use your weapon on everyone except yourself. Make them ugly. Accentuate every out of place contour, every blemish every grotesque discoloration you can think of. Take your weapon. Turn it on yourself. Make their ugliness your own. Know it was always yours.

Lay awake at night. Stare at the ceiling in your bed until your eyes adjust to the dark room and it is bright as day. See how deep the shadows truly are. Watch the creatures crawl out from the depths - scurry across the room. Always just outside your vision. Take your weapon. Imagine what they look like. Place the forms of the most disturbing things you have known on them. Dismember them. Disembody them. Strip them of any piece of them that makes them look like you. Contemplate yourself. Take your weapon. Draw the pieces of them that are you.

Drift off. Feel their hands wrap around your ankles. Don't be afraid. They are not forgiving but they are not unsympathetic. Drift further. Feel them looming over you. Sense their warning. Take your weapon. Spin their wisdom to fit your narrative. Use your weapon on your self. Find the narrative that unwinds your truth.

Look in to the fire.

Tell me what you see.