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Staring out through your glass eyes
I see the world as you once did.
My own presence in your mind-
Confusion, despair, and dread.
I know not my own thoughts,
Nor the emotions that I feel.
Each corner of my mind is fraught
With a danger so unreal.
I never thought that your death
Would cause horror such as this.
I wish I hadn’t stolen your last breath,
So that I might continue to live.
To die would be better
Than to lose all sense of me.
Now to your thoughts I am tethered;
I’ve lost my own identity.
Now in your body I live
Seeing the world in a different light;
Finding myself captive
To all the fear you felt inside.
And when a memory enters my mind,
I cannot determine from whence it came.
I’m terrified that I will find
My past forgotten while yours remains.
Slowly I draw a knife
Out of its studded sheath;
Knowing if I destroy my life
I will finally be free.
Light reflects off of the blade,
Shining with an evil gleam.
With my life I will pay,
And escape this horrible thing.
I plunge the blade into my heart
Only to find,
Though I wish I could depart,
I cannot die!
I stab myself repeatedly,
Yet to no avail.
I throw myself off of a cliff
But the rocks below do not impale!
I hold a gun to my head
But there’s nothing I can do;
I’m doomed to live this living death-
Myself inside of you.
In anger I scream and yell;
In sadness I cry.
The one wish I have, I will tell:
I long only to die.
I sit down with a sigh,
And close my eyes in sleep.
And when I wake I find,
I am only me.
Your death never happened
It was all in my head;
They were things I had only dreamed
While asleep on my bed.