| Stigmatized and sespaired, inner domination
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| Suddenly it appeared and pulled me into its spell
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| An incomplete shape with these limbs
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| Possessed of just one thought
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| An alien element, a defect like a needle in a heart
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| Incomplete, take them away
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| Incomplete, amputate me
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| Take them away
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| Life, devoured only by this thought I determined to have my legs removed
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| They don’t belong to me, they don’t feel like mine
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| They extend beyond where I feel my body should end
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| Like an evil sore that grew together with my hip
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| Bodily infirmed, rid me of these limbs
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| These legs, are extraneous
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| Useless, superfluous
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| An anathema, a burden
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| Agony, at best they’re a nuisance to me
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| Take them away, amputate me
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| I don’t need them, it’s got to happen
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| Completely obsessed, hate and aversion against my body, against my legs
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| My shape is incomplete with these four limbs
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| A part of the body but not a part of me
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| Take them away, amputate me
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| I don’t need them, cut them off
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| Incomplete, take them away
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| Incomplete, amputate me
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| I imagine and live my life mentally as an amputee
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| Renting a wheelchair to get a sense of how my life should be
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| There are things that I won’t be able to do anymore
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| But when I settled into the chair it was like coming home
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| Incomplete, take them away
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| Incomplete, amputate me
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| Take them away
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| Life devoured only by this thought I determined to have my legs removed
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| They don’t belong to me, they don’t feel like mine |