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I am but a reflection

of what my former self used to be.

Corrupted by mental violence,

rage and multiple personalities.

the tables have turned

and karma has passed

Bringing back whithered memories

of my own past.



I live each day

stressed and frustrated.

I feel chained and enslaved

into my own life.

Everyday,

upon my wake

I feel that I lost another piece of myself.

That will never be regained

and can never be returned.



The memories of my old being

floods back into my mind.

Things that i took forgranted

and may never have again.

The life that I once used to lead

and now try desperately to follow.



My heart keeps beating

every pulse spreading poision.

A mixture of anger,

frustration and death of my soul.



I cry,

but silently.

I scream

but no one seems to hear me.

My body thrashes wildly

and I thrust out a hand for someone to grab

to pull me out of this whirlpool of despair.

And still,

no one is there.



I fall deeper

into my liquid abyss.

I scream louder

but to no avail.

I let out the last of my breath

and fall silently into my watery grave.



So here I lye.

Death has taken hold of me.

No longer the spirit of an angel

that I once was.

Instead

I am a mere puddle on the ground

reflecting this angel's beauty.