To see fit to not commit murder

Sitting in the dark
in the garage
fussing over whether or not
the side door was open

due to feeling watched by an unseen force

he admitted to me that the voices
were telling him
to commit homicide

my guts twisted into a near vomitous state
&
my head filled w/ panic
to the point
of pain
as I questioned whether or not
the escalation
would lead to another serious altercation
kept behind closed doors
or
persuasion in the conversation
toward reason