Twice I fell asleep on the Double Decker, twice it crept up my body and twice I let out a heart wrenching scream, for lack of sleep my two eyes barely could keep open, my two legs barely could hold me up, but my two ears remain sharp ever still, listening and waiting for it must end today. Always in this sequence it came, as the second hand of the grandfather’s clock reach two a.m it chimes twice, simultaneously the two clocks in the house stops two seconds after the chiming, always in this sequence, always with the number two, the mystical number of the occults that represents man, sex and evil. I a firm believer of once beaten twice shy, twice let it happen, twice I am put in jeopardy and twice I paid the price, Deuce! its a double jeopardy!
Rise I did to double check the two windows and two doors leading into the room, always at this time for the last two weeks always at this time, two knock with a two seconds interval on the two doors, twice it knocks, twice it scratches, twice I had ignored it, twice it invaded me, twice the two had left double scratches crudely all over my body and twice it left me with a double feeling, pain and pleasure. Always the digit two and two like it was done with a double edged sword, I’m getting confused because the significance of all this is unknown to me, but its definitely looking like I’m in double trouble and I’m getting more than my fair share, like I’m in a sexual menage involving two women. I am having double more than I can handle and its getting to look like I am being double crossed by my own conscience because twice I placed my hand on the bible, twice I lied under oath and thus let the two brothers go free thereby preventing those two old women from getting justice. I felt their two eyes burning double holes on my back throughout the proceedings, then the two women walked up to me and held my two hands and twice swore that I shall twice feel double their pain of losing two children, and doubled back on their tracks they did never to be seen again.
That was two months ago, but ever since it started I have driven two miles for the last two weeks searching for the two women in the hopes of getting double forgiveness, and I have even doubled my efforts in the last two days but to no avail, they have managed to disappear off the face of the earth. Now I have doubled my resolve, taken my last stand and must prepare for I cannot take this any longer, I must fight back and fight back I will for I must show that its a two way thing, whatever pain it inflicts on me I intend to give it double. Twice I picked up the double barrel, twice I remembered that my proficiency with a gun ain’t good enough for me to perform a double tap and twice I discarded it for the chain saw. It was so a double bind because no matter which of the two weapons I used I was sure I would get misery in double. The chain saw it shall be because I intend to hack and tear at the two that have double teamed against me. So at this time I wait, fatigued and shaky due to lack of sleep, thin and unbalanced because of malnutrition, no! It must end tonight.
And again they came to inflict pain, but alas! I was prepared for them for I started up the chain saw and hacked at them, their screams were like sweet melody to my ears, so sweet that I hacked away with renewed vigor and when it was finally over I was the one left howling and weeping. I looked around me and saw blood everywhere, then I saw the familiar two bloody hands on the floor writhing around in a death dance like they were dancing tango, then twice i laugh and twice I told myself that it really takes two to tango. Then finally sleep came, a long peaceful sleep so I stretched on the bloody floor and lay my head on the two stumps that were left, that was supposed to be an extension to my hands then closed my two eyes and twice sighed with relief and satisfaction. Now it was finally over, now I can sleep since I have dealt with the two timing pieces of shit, and forever I was swallowed into vortex of nothingness, forever damned to that abyss where I know even the two of them, God and the Devil would neither come looking for me a forever finished and lost soul.
My Dark School Of Thoughts 
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