a cracked mirror

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im screaming

clawing

squirming

out of reach


from this abuser

this monster

this villain 

that traps me


they wear a mask

made of human bones

sneering

laughing

at my pain


i have grown to hate

this ugly creature

this masked being

who creeps

in the shadows of my nightmares


but how 

have i grown

to hate 

myself?


for under that mask

is a mere mirror

a reflection

of the disgusting animal

i have 

always been



writers note: the irony of this is as i am saying that im disgusted by how im abusing myself- im also calling myself a disgusting monster 😃

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