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Nov 2013
Ugly.

Lying in the rubble
of my troubled mind;

dirt filled fingernails–
I tried to clean them

I did I did

but the writhing worms
have strayed inside
and I can't hide
anymore.

Can't you see me?

Reaching out
with an arm of crimson;

I tore the ****** *****
from my chest,
heaving.

Placed my heart
in your hands–
please
don't
drop
me.

I am fragile–
in a state of
vulnerability.

I tried to ignore it
but the numbness
is dissolving

I'm evolving
from a human

to an animal

to a monster.

I am ugly.
I am raw
and I am
scared.

Help me.

I am drowning;

the weight of my father's
bulky sweater
is enveloping me

yet why do I feel so naked?
(don't look).

Stripped myself
of all this
madness;

washed away the tears
and replaced them with
hard black coldness.

Shivering.

Empty.

Help me
feel..
please help me
find myself
for I have never
been so
l o s t
before

and the
pathway
home has
never been so

weathered.

Tethered
to the fury
and severed
from the cure.

It is now,
in the wake of dawn

dancing with the demons
and raging with the calm

I have finally
found myself

Beautiful.
R
Written by
R  Ontario
(Ontario)   
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