The thoughts slowly trickled into my mind,
taking it over,
filling it with hate and sadness.
The thoughts began to grow,
like the trickle just planted the seed,
they grew and grew,
taking me,
testing my strengths,
showing me how scary I could be,
I stopped looking both ways,
i stopped paying attention to how many pills,
i stopped paying attention to which way the knife was turned,
i ran with scissors,
and when i looked in the mirror,
i saw a criminal,
a monster,
that belongs to someone else,'
the refection wasn't me,
the baggy eyes,
and tear stained face
wasn't me,
the distant look,
the scary fake smile,
wasn't me,
The person in the mirror,
was the monster
That slowly took over,
slowly taken over,
my life.
