My reflection
Oh, how I hate that mirror
Please break it down
The nights I stand gazing,
I'm on my knees, begging you please
I don't want to look anymore...
No, I don't want to see
The
Ghost staring back at me
Driving me to insanity
Stuck in between…
Glass and false reflections
Taking over me
Even I don't recognize myself
I don’t know the person staring at me
I know it’s me
CAN’T YOU SEE!
I’M IN TOO DEEP!
This feeling, itches….
Down inside flesh and bone
Why do you laugh, when I cry?
Why did I do the things you told me to?
You reflect back at me
I know what my eyes cannot see
I will never be free
My arm still burns
Cuts and bruises covered me
Just thinking of it
Gives me a rush
'Maybe two more pounds less
You will look and feel much better'
I know it is wrong
I try not to follow along
But I’m not always strong
I always need more ,
More to feel better
I can't necessarily blame you
When it is me...
I am you
And you are me
In the end
My thoughts
Will Be
The only thing
Killing me
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mid night poetry( part 1)
PoetryAbout mid night poetry :collection of dark poems that I use to write or have written at night ! "I'm different. I will give you my treasure chest of darkness first. If you can handle that, then I'l...
