Reclaimed Poem by Nitya Swaruba

Live and die is what you were made for
Eat and sleep was the only law
Then you chose to seek
For treasures you could keep
So when lost you could weep
Even became odd when you created god
One that you believed made things happen
Seemed to bring back what was taken
Your inner self slackened
Your mind no longer sharpened
You trust in yourself no more
Impulses are no use anymore
More of a puppet you've become
Learned to lie, lived like scum
You fall and you fall, you never learn
Your own respect you fail to earn
It is others you now worship
You help build a world of gossip
You make fun, but you're not the last one laughing
All you do is not for your taking
You are now part of a riddle
That has no beginning, end, or middle
You stand there dazed out
It's time you phased out
A sudden realization hits you now
A shattering sensation shuts you down
Your mind and soul deliberate
To get out of this mess they're desperate
You decide to recover instead of regret
You see brightness and you choose to forget
The things that kept you from you
And begin to love the truth that is you
You stand your ground, with no more strife
You know you've reclaimed your life.