This has not been the month for me.
Words have been said
actions initiated
and the walls are well-written upon.
The center is holding
but only as shrapnel
for a little while longer
before an inevitable explosion.
I can taste the hate.
Everyone is my enemy now.

Everywhere I see apocalyptic signs.
Every day I learn more about the hordes.
What once were friendly faces
now contain curled lips
and snarled sentences.
Allies are infinitesimal
and even associates are hard to find.

Even you
my oldest,
my closest.
Even you are showing
suspicious signs
I’d never seen before.
I don’t know what’s going on
but somewhere
you stopped being one of us
and now
I need to figure out
how to take you down.

For our old friendship
and everything we held dear,
you’ll tell me,
won’t you?
You’ll give me the secret
as to how to destroy you?
Please?