I am back.

This is a poem I wrote today:

This is the beginning.
A new era.
A new journey.
But I have been here before Ana.
And I escaped.
You're taking me again Ana.
Taing away my life. My mind. Me.

What should I do Ana?
I am starting to despise myself.
Just as you wish.
Then you can take me.
Break me down.

My smile starts to fade.
This is the end.