Who's innocent when both are guilty?

It creeps up on you

The invisible darkness that stalks you

The nightmare you try to avoid

The sin that has already been committed

The dread that creeps up your spine

That sends a cold chill to your fingers

The voice that loves as well as bites

The feeling of closure and openness

The ripped and shredded nothingness

That exists only as the nightmare approaches

You know its coming

You know its very familiar path

You've been there

The only difference is that it's you

But, it's not you

It's you

It's your other self

The one that controls

The one that kills

While leaving you innocent

But not innocent enough to save you next time