George Lawson Poet Rhyme

In My Own Skin

I hate the way I feel inside
poison infiltrates the mind
my body's numb a final breath
'cos there's nothing left
in life... but death

I see the sickness ruling me
shattered hope
and broken dreams
as hopeless as it's always been
I just can't live in my own skin

cos danger is my middle name
and my first and last 
is hate and pain
a sense of worth 
that's bound by shame
with hatred's running thru my veins

a living grave
an empty soul
life has finally took its toll

its left me marked
and dead within
so the light inside is burning dim

battle scars 
run wide and deep
I just can't practice what I preach

I never take my own advice
and always pay the highest price

my will to be 
is dead within 
I just can't live 
in my own skin

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart October 8, 2017 at 9:12 AM Wrenching pen, visceral read for anyone who's ever been anywhere close to feeling I'll in their own skin, so well done. Hugs and a wish for ease of being. xomo