Second Skin
I keep stepping outside myself
This deviation necessary
I always wanted to be someone else
I'm growing a second skin
Still me underneath but I've been cloaked in rage and grief
These scales are heavy
But I'll carry them
The world weighed on me before but nothing like the iron shackles this life has now become
Unbearable
Still I carry on
I don't want to I have to this will always be the way the story goes watching my chapters unfold in front of me without even lifting my pen
I'll nod in agreement, I've willfully resigned
Settling for that second skin
It covers well and hides the empty
The smiles and laughs that are no longer mine but forced to find their way to my face
I'll put on a show for you
I'll sit beside myself in disbelief shaking the head of this shadow I've become
Watching the scales grow thicker
And you won't notice a thing
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
