Come on, dammit!! Heal. Heal me. Heal me.
Motherfucker, heal!! Make me whole again? Where have I healed? Where?
Look, look! It still bleeds here. And here. And here and here and here. They are raw, gaping wounds. Right here. And here.
Look there! Look! There it is. There is the wall. There is the room. There is the silent kingdom you once inherited from your parents. Now you can't even go to sleep in your throne. You close your eyes, and you see nothing. And that is what frightens you.
And I stand here, watching you. I watch you watch me, and I laugh. I laugh at you, I laugh at me. I laugh at us both, because, in the end, we are. We are. And I am.
All the parts of me. They hurt.