In my defense, I was insane. I had to do it. You should have seen the way I lunged at him and then there was no more him, only me. It was insanity, I was out of mind and into his. He tried to take my world from me, but you should have seen his veins pulsate as I choked him out.
These words are in retrospect because I dont remember it at the time. But I felt a life force surging me forward. I was unstoppable, adrenaline raged. Despair tried to meet me at my front door.
Poverty of mind was trying to have a casual conversation and I just didnt want to hear it. I cleared my throat as I cleared it out. Who was I to think that I could make a difference in the world but I believed it.
Like I said, I have a defense. I was insane at the time.