It was only days ago In a time of a better me The strangers lived here, sometime ago They dwelled inside of me
I was young, and lived rather grand In the skin that was me Oh what times we had, them and I, I and them
I and the people inside of me With our thoughts ever conflicting, None were covetous of we
Maybe it's been years, not days ago These people inside of me Had only first appeared Without my sanity So they bound me with ropes, Those people inside of me My own body and mind my sepulchre No longer are we who I used to be.
This was an english project. I tried to do one of my favorite poems justice! -Instead of a story about a love lost, I put a twist to the famous "Annabel Lee". The story is of a man, who goes through a trauma and because of it, develops multiple personality disorder, who slowly recognizes what's happening and gives in, letting himself be entombed.