You

So there was this person I knew once, The name is unimportant but let’s call this person “You.”  You were one of the sweetest and most caring people that I have ever known in my life but that was just an outward appearance.  You wore a mask, it was a mask of elegant design and it was something that you wore proudly to the world.  There is no world as far as you’re concerned there is only you.  You were the greatest teacher that I could ever have in fact you taught me more about being a human being than any kind of passive observation ever could.  You were horrible and you showed me that I too could be horrible if I played by the rules.

There were an awful lot of them and you even showed me that when I got good enough that I could surpass most of them.  There is only one rule as far as your concerned, the survival and sustenance of you above everyone else.  It was a lesson that was hard to learn but one that I always knew deep down in my black heart was true. 

You are a monster, worse than I could ever be because I am bound to routines and restrictions that I have placed on myself out of a desire to survive but you on the other hand sometimes get very messy and you don’t even take the time to clean up after yourself!  I have to admit that there was a time when I needed you but that time has come and gone, eventually the student will surpass the master and I have so much more carnage to inflict on this world then you ever could.  I understand things about the nature of your condition that I have painstakingly removed any trace of in myself.  In order to maintain my position as better than you I need to not be you.

When you look into my eyes you see only what I show you.  You don’t even understand that I am worse than you now because I am every horrible thing that you have lurking inside of you and all of the ability in the world to be patient and let the savagery unfold on it’s own in it’s own due time.  I don’t even listen to you and I can walk beside you and you don’t even realize that I am stalking you, getting ready to devour you.

I smile because that is what you would do and you take that smile as genuine and prepare to unleash your bag of trick on me the same as you have done so many others.  Those tricks don’t work on me because I don’t need you.  In fact there are a growing number of people out there in this sad little world of ours who need me far more than they need you.