Take away all that I am.
” What is left?.. My pain?… My addictions? ”
I watch the mirror revolve in a whirl of silver.
” Who am I?… who will I be?…What they want or me?
I almost devoured who I am, in an effort to prove who I wanted to be.
Only a fool consumes themselves to survive.
Secretly Injected with the urge to obey.
statistically charted and packed away.
My free will replaced with dictated disaster.
An endless battle between slave and master.
I plan my escape from you.
to become me.
©R. Marrs 2014.

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