Delving Into My Identity as Gray

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Possession You exhaust me. Aches that have nothing to do with you still haunt me the way the scars you’ve left me with do. Damn you to hell. Straight to hell. I sit through lectures of logic and calculations, yet you fill my mind with blood and smoke. I can’t see. Your work never ceases. Not until you’ve hollowed me out just as you did before. You have exhausted me with my own anger- my own emotions. Get out of my head. You continue to poison every relationship I have, flooding the room with all the doubt you once pumped into my veins and tried to convince me it was blood. I’ve pulled out the I.V.; it’s everywhere now. No on knows what’s real. Fear is just another word for oxygen. I used to believe I was the only person I could trust; you’ve taken even that away from me. You’ve made a stranger out of me. I am foreign to myself.
Holidays are cold now. No one has found a way to sew back together the tear you rough in our family tapestry like a quiet knife. Questions full of icy fear rush in like a northerly wind looking to claim life. I’m freezing. You took away my words; you always had the last words. You were my own personal devil, set to destroy me. Well I have a question for you, my devil. What happens when you fail? You see, you may have been appointed to me, but that means you are stuck with me and I’m telling you you’ve failed. Cover me with scars- my own armor! Blind me- I will hunt you with the senses you honed in me so well! Fill my mind with anger and chaos- watch me channel it into vengeance! Poison me- I will grow immune! Give me fear to breathe- it’s cheaper than oxygen! Take away my warmth- watch me rise in flame as a phoenix, an all-consuming fire, burning away the human skin you wear as disguise! You have LOST. And I will consume you.
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