Prisoner

I look in the mirror

My reflection cackles back at me

A smug grimace consumes its face

Pain fiercely burns throughout my body like a million hot rocks on my tender skin

The pain spreads throughout my body, reaching my soul

Tampering with my mind

I ask

Why me?

I am a prisoner to my own body

I cannot seem to break the shackles pinning me down

Suffocating me

I look in the mirror

The reflection I see is not me

I shatter the mirror along with my reflection

I will not surrender

I must free my body

Destroy the shackles, and escape my body's demons.

 

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