Trapped Poem by Brooke Denny

In a demented state of mind. In a twisted reality with a skewed perception of life. Heart racing far faster than the speed of light. Out of control yet sitting still. Beads of sweat cover my body. The overwhelming feeling of hopelessness envelops me, holding me tight in its fist.
Emotions so confused a smile forms on my face while tears flow from my eyes. I feel my heart break and laugh at the pain. I watch myself bleed and rip the wounds wider.
Scared of what I might do next. I can't explain my actions. Something else is controling me. I look in the mirror afraid of myself and my reflection laughs at my fear, as if to tell me my emotions are humorous, that this shouldn't phase me.
That person in the mirror is not me. That person is going to kill me. I can see the evil in its smug grinn. It's trying to consume me. It's trying to pollute my heart with its demonic ways. Get it out of me!
I'm no longer just a split personality. I've been overtaken by insanity. I'm lost never to be found. Hear my cries. See the desperation in my eyes and let me out. Save me. Look past the devils act and find me...trapped.