Here we are. What have we come to?
You have consumed me fully, with full power over my mind.
You break in slowly, easing me into your fowl tricks. Havent I had enough? You make me sick, unable to feel truly myslef, unable to see this world clear, ever again. You weigh me down, you overwhelm my mind, you disconnect me from my heart, you take control of my disoriented, vulnerable mind. You tell me lies and convince me to believe. You hurt me, you hate me, you put me to tears. I want to kill you, I want to rip you apart as you have done to me. But you are deep in my skin, you have become a part of me, and you've never been worse. You're inflicting pain on me, you've ate me whole. You are getting stronger as I weaken, sobbing and begging for mercy. If I cannot get rid of this part of me, maybe I should die.