I Lost Myself
I lost myself
Through the most worthless things
Starved for love from others
When I had none for myself
Comparing myself to individuals
Who shone on their own
Dimming my own light
By my own accord
Living in fear of not being worthwhile
Not worth anything
Not worth anyone's time
Not being anyone's first choice
Living in fear of being alone
Ever the follower I was
Never the leader of my own heart
Drunk by being needed
When I was only being used
Used of the goodness I had
Drained of my own light
Blinded by everything
Hating myself
My wet pillow sheets were my friends at night
Red baggy underlies accompanied me by day
Lost myself to those not worth the losing
I have bled I have teared I have drowned
I ended up losing the most important thing
I needed for myself
Myself
To be continued
Copyright © Shimokini The Abendrot Poet | Year Posted 2019
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