Replica

**"Nothing's what it seems to be,

I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me..."

                       
                              In the dark, a cold and empty space full of random noise.
My eardrums are braking.
                          I would say my heart is aching - for the rhyme.
     But there is no heart and no rhyme...only tears in the rain, empty tears with no meaning.
 I'm losing myself, almost nothing's left. I feel my mind falling in darkness, in a madness unknown to the world.
 I'm a replica. Nothing more. Just a whisper of a long lost unearthly brilliance, a broken porcelain doll. I lay in my dark corner hoping that someone remembers me, fixes me. My nails claw at my chest in a futile attempt to grab what's left of my soul and prevent it from slipping away.
 She's screaming - the real Me. She reaches for me and I reach back.
"Save me!" she cries. I want to tell Her I'm trying but She is my voice and all that voice can do is scream - "Save me!".
 For a long time I hoped someone would hear and I would be saved. I'm done hoping and I'm done waiting.
                                I'm a replica. But Me is still out there. I will find Her and save us.
                                                                      Save Me.

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** This is the chorus of the song "Replica" by Sonata Arctica. The rest of the song doesn't fit in with my story(or whatever this is) but this part was just perfect.