Duality of Self - Poem

It feels like I'm merging with someone else.

Why can't I just be my normal self?

Her voice is fading away from my memory.

It becomes my own, a catastrophic symphony.

Purgatory's become my life.

I don't know if it's still mine.

My guardian soldier integrates.

My soul and hers amalgamate.

We're two spirits becoming one.

This horrific fusion's almost done.