No Longer Mine Poem by Taylor Salmons

I begin mercilessly, against my will.
I try my best to stop, but I can't.
I keep going.
The lush burgundy veil overflows.
It covers and hides an identity.
I'm fighting. Struggling with my darker self.
Fighting in vain, on the losing side.
And yet I triumph in a dishonorable victory.
As the last bit of hope trickles from my body...
The last bit of life trickles from theirs.
I am no longer in control.
Just a puppet. A pawn on my own board.
A drone in the game of death.
The strings are being pulled by someone...
Someone not even of human flesh.
I'm no longer the master of my own will.
Just the eyes forced to endure the sight.
The sight of endless bloodshed.
...And I enjoy it.
I grin as I continue tearing throats.
Slashing.
Ripping.
Cutting.
Killing.
And in the blink of an eye... it's over.