I’m taking on my demons role
staring him in the face
I take a step back
Sharpening my knife
I reject the monsters bark
Cutting his mask
From my face
It’s been sewn on
And underneath
I become no one
Which is a new monster
In of itself
What have I done
I stare at my nothingness
Mouth gaping open
Without a sound
But I can hear my scream
Inside my labyrinth
Who am I
What am I meant to be?
(c) Jan 2016
silverbackgorillapoetry.com 
The internal struggle this speaks to is intense.
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