Gaslight

Basking in the twilight hues
Of dulled senses embracing
An unwelcome darkness

A victim of defiant hope
Washed away in the afterglow
Of faded stonewashed memories

Confusion replacing the certainty
Of knowing who and what I was,
And now I am only
What I have been made

A product of my own making
Or so I was led to believe

And silence the hell that I deserve

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