Questioning Me
that moment you begin to wonder
why or what's the point an you slow
start to look at the whole picture an
realize that. that someone can keep
telling you they care but the actions
are showing otherwise an its been
that way for a while but it took you
a while to realize an you start
blaming yourself because maybe
things would be different if I never
opened up if I never showed I cared
if I wouldn't have slowly piece by
piece took down that wall I've built
over many years to learn to trust
again and that this is my fault
because I loved this person on
purpose because I felt a connect
that I thought would be there no
matter what ... then I realize this
was my fault from the beginning
because I should've know this
would happen it happens all the
time with everyone it was me
wanting to trust wanting to love
wanting to feel safe an happy an
have that secure feeling in my life
that I haven't had in a long time that
im safe an no one will hurt me an
everything's going to be ok ... now
when I look in the mirror I dnt even
know who I see anymore its not that
I don't like who's looking back at me
its just idk who she is anymore she
so broken an physically mentally
and emotionally scarred she's
damaged to the point its no way she
ever be fixed ...now when I look at
her the question comes to mind an I
ask her who am I she look back an
let out a tear as the mirror slowly
shatters an screamed NO ONE AN
THATS ALL YOULL EVER BE!!
Copyright © Bria Jackson | Year Posted 2013
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