Unshackle My Verse
Peom also known as: self hatred
They tell me I am beautiful
Commenting on how my dyed hair
Brings out my eyes
When all i see is the same face
That I have come to despise.
Mirrors never lie
As I look at my reflection
And watching these tears roll down my face
I cant help but hate myself
Always a disgrace.
Its a KNIFE,
so POINTED,
That's always CUTTING me
FROM the INSIDE
Making it IMPOSSIBLE
To feel comfortable
Inside my own MIND
Now slowly but steadily
My reality is ceasing to exist
Leaving me like a memory
And no way to recapture it.
Its a race that I'm always RUNNING,
And RUNNING,
Trying to leave all my demons behind
But HOW can I outrun
the BEAST
That destroying
my MIND
I don't know how to continue
It was useless to try from the start.
When its my OWN SKIN,
OWN BLOOD,
OWN LIFE,
That I want to
Tare apart
Its a never ending war
Raging inside my head
There every waking second
Then following me to bed
I don't know where to turn
Or how to get up
Off my knees
Society say have confidence
Before promoting images of girls
I can never be.
I'm at a point inside
Deep in my drowning heart,
Where I wake up every morning
To only want to cut myself apart
And when i look into my reflection
I cant help but ask
WHY
I
Still
Breathe
When the only thing in this whole world
That I can say
I HATE
Is me.
04.01.17
Copyright © Beck Adams | Year Posted 2017
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