Separation of Self

It is nothing you can see It's born of dark inside of me Calculating everything To break away and take the reigns I have lived an eventful life Broken bones to mark the times Pins and plates to keep me whole But I've always had control Parted lips a bloody smile Roar like a beast eyes wide and wild Must focus on that dreaded task To maintain myself keep darkness back Pushing limits too far at times To keep control of what is mine My brain was damaged when skull was cracked Can barely perform the simplest tasks When there's nothing left to break I'll step back and give it reigns It does no good for it to try The shell is to damaged it has to die In cowardly fashion the darkness flees Cannot die in the shell of me I reclaim the reigns just in time Try to keep my vital signs The pain is blinding but I don't mind It lets me know I'm still alive Try to focus try to move Nothing happens it's way too soon A shadow falls across my eyes I hear a voice that I recognize It mocks my failure but to my surprise It gives me credit because I tried The last thing that it said to me It's my shell now I have the keys I feel my essence start to fade The broken spots are whole again The darkness prevailed my time is done Word of warning... if... you... meet me... RUN!!! (Based quite loosely on my real injuries and an overactive imagination.)