Multiple Disorder Personality

I was always a Bruce Wayne by day, and then a Bat Man by night. I’d put on my suit and tie attitude and be what the world wanted me to be by day. It paid the bills. Oh, Bruce Wayne.. With you money and success. An Ego to top. And so up on your high horse.

Batman, not me either. A metaphor for my Alter-Ego Nightclub DJ personality. He’s who I want to be, but not necessarily who I am. So street. So looking crime and the underworld dead in the face. Rubbing elbows with the broken people in the poorest of places. Batman, you only think you’re a good dancer because you’re drunk.

It’s all well and good until Bruce Wayne Enterprises goes bankrupt. People fall down. The higher they are.. the harder they fall.

And then villain appears…

“Can’t get back on your horse Bruce? Or should I say Batman?”

But who’s this face? A presumed friend, but not Robin. That bland made up character only worth one episode.

But Batman, you were wrong. This person. Cares not for your trust. Nor your expectations.

It was… a trap.. a betrayal. And fucking cat woman helped. Bitch!

And our hero Batman is maimed, and robbed…. Defeated. He feels hopeless and betrayed.

He gives up hope. And teeters on perhaps becoming a villain himself. Goes undercover. Just to see what it’s all about. And it’s so much fun, he nearly becomes EVIL FUCKING BATMAN.

He comes to his senses, but not before seeing bad guy’s in a new light. Most of them got the way they were by being broken as he had. Angry, with something to prove. Perhaps, a sense of entitlement to do as they please as other had with them in the past.. is what made them evil.

If you’ve been raped, you now know how to rape. If someone murders someone you care for in front of you, well now you know how to do the same. Getting your ass kicked a lot might turn you into a bully later.

Hate is a feeling that is birthed out of the absence of love or friendship. Seated in betrayal. And forged from unmet desire.