Beginning Of My Hate Poem by Tess Connor

I sit here just wondering
How it got so bad
Reminiscing all the happy times
That I once did have
I’m stuck inside Tess’ body
And the devil is my mind
I just wish I could change it back
My true self I yearn to find
I know I can escape this clasp
The evil clasp of his hands
But I need to find the energy
To hopefully make a stand
The controlling powers are so crushing
But through his lies I can see
He is scared of letting me become
The person to the fullest of my potential
I hate him for being there
And taking over my time
Or is it me I’m growing to hate?
Is this his life or mine?
I get so confused at everything
Should I give in or fight...
It seems giving up is the easy way out
But I’m not yet ready to see the light
Too much confusion, disorientating me
I don’t know where to turn
I have lots of support but no understanding
My life is beginning to burn.