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They Pass Me By

I'm trapped within my own heart I reach out my through the bars toward the people who pass me Many don't see but the ones who do look at me with disgust Whispering the truths that I don't want to face I am… Ugly Disappointing Disgusting Unworthy A waste of space These are the truths they whisper The truths that I try to ignore But the swirl around my heart sharp as the blades I drag across my skin They shred my heart to pieces as I realize No one will ever love my scars No one will ever love someone as broken as I So I continue to shred my skin so my outside matches my inside As the blood pours out so does the pain The temporary relief is enough for now But I know the day will come when one of those who pass me by will force a knife into my hand and through my heart And then I will never wake up And then they will pass by my corpse with fake tears as they pretend not to know what they have done to me

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 8/14/2016 9:04:00 AM
Not all women are beautiful, not all men are handsome, some are plain on the outside, but you never know what lies within.
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Date: 8/14/2016 5:10:00 AM
How nice you write ... why not sublimate your pains into creativity with words, in case the poem is not fictional ...
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