***

I am here,
In this room
Writing this whatever this
is
It is me
It is I
The devil of my own
fairygruesometale
A death gone wrong
Goodbye, children
See you next month
when maybe there's less of you
because the statistics have to work out
We're not here because we weren't invited
And ultimately you know
Of course, there's never been no one
To add us to any list
Baby, I'm sorry it took me so long to tell you
I was afraid
And I was sick that year
And also I want to remind everyone
About shit
Not to forget