She is Not Herself

She stopped the world from seeing her
like a shadow in the night
stars in the sky, cast out by burning city lights

She stopped herself from leaving home
out of fear of what surrounds
a mouse cowered upon the ground

She stopped herself from thinking things
and trapped her mind into a permanent dissociation
static like a radio station

She stopped herself from smiling
her face now filled with dread
happiness hanging on by a single, lonely thread

She stopped herself from living
and became a walking corpse
all because of some stupid unseen force