Possessed

What if you wanted something so powerful that you had to make a choice between good and evil in order to obtain it?

What if this evil took you as it’s own and you become owned by it.
You try to move and talk but every move you make and every breath you take along with every word you try to speak is not of your own doing.

For you are now not the controller of your own body, and mind, your every thought your every movement of your limbs is controlled by the entity within you.

As you look into the mirror there you stare deep within it.  
So deep that you can see the things it makes you do.
You hear the disgusting defile things that spit out from your lips.

You watch an empty shell become it’s puppet doing with you as it desires doing the will of evil.  
Is this the life you wanted the power you thought you were going to have.
No control, no mind of your own.

Why did I choose this you ask yourself.
Then you realize you are trapped within this evil with no way out.  
No one can help you no one can see you are not yourself anymore your friends your family no longer recognize you.

They stare at you like a stranger.  And you as you sub come to the evil.
You began to scream for their help, no hears you.
Why would you make a choice to have power you cannot control.
When you open the door to evil you become the controlled it becomes the controller.  
You become a shell of a being watching while it dose what it wants with you.
While it makes you say and do things beyond your control.
Be careful sometimes what you wish for, does come true!

Meeting in such a conspicuous manner,
that makes you ashamed to discuss it with others.
Not a figment, or a catfish,
but could this be real?
From shared interests and conversations,
it seems your "soulmate" truly does exist.
And is evidently closer than you thought.
So take this leap of faith,
and fall in love.
Or withhold,
and search for someone new?
This fear of falsehood seems to restrain us,
but so does the thought of meeting through a screen.
Hoping for the best,
but preparing to be "cat fished"
I suppose.

I cooked amazing baby carrots today.
I honestly thought I was going to die.
This is not a joke.
They were so good that I was caught totally off guard.
I was so cared.
It made me want to run right out the front door,
And down the street,
And all the way to Boston.
You could not possibly understand.