Old poem I found from nearly 20 years ago

This is a poem I wrote a very long time ago when I was recovering, somewhat, from a major mental health breakdown due to paternal abuse. It is raw, but I find it a very fitting milestone for how far down the road of recovery I have since come. It comes with major content warnings for recovery and mental ill health and abuse. 

                        Lost


Your toxic poison is killing me,
I no longer know how to be,

I am lost in your sinking pit of poison,
Suffocating, I can't see,
I can't escape,
Am I me or am I you?

I've been told I'm like you from birth,
It must be true,
Yet, in my depths I know, I think,

No, that is the poison doing it's evil work,
I am me and you are you,

Epiphanically, I see the answer I seek is here,
Within me.