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Is this me? Could this be what I have become?

Why is this me? I look in the mirror every day and ask myself these questions,

Why am I like this and what can I do to change it?

If only I knew the answers to these long fading questions,

I begin to sit back and think of these answers,

But an answer is no longer an option,

I keep getting lost in my own mindless self-indulgence,

Lost with no way back to the way things were once in my life,

Running through walls one after the next to find these answers,

Still being lost I look back at the way I had my life,

I had it all but the most important thing is gone and I can’t get it back,

I still try, still running through walls and hitting them with enough force to break them down, I still remain lost in this world of anger and self-hatred,

Beging a new life will not be easy,

It still seethes at my neck like she once did,

The thought of anther being in her arms is way more pain than I have ever felt,

It’s pain I will have to live with,

Again I ask myself,

Is this me?