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Blameworthy, That's me. Bound by judgment And childhood nightmares. Did I mention sleepless nights? Even though my eating disorder has dissipated I still forget to eat at times. What's wrong, darling? Who told you that You're not good enough? That no one wants you? Who would lie to you and say that you aren't beautiful? Look at yourself. Attractive and thin Friendly and loved By everyone. Have you looked at me recently Or ever? I am your antithesis. Grotesque and bloated Introverted and lonely. I wish I could be like you But I will not try to let that happen. I need to somehow embrace This unsightliness This passiveness How I let people walk all over me. But do I accept it Or do I change it? In essence, You are nearly sublime And all I am Is one mess of a life.
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Feb 5, 2014
Feb 5, 2014 at 12:04 AM UTC
One Mess of a Life
Blameworthy, That's me. Bound by judgment And childhood nightmares. Did I mention sleepless nights? Even though my eating disorder has dissipated I still forget to eat at times. What's wrong, darling? Who told you that You're not good enough? That no one wants you? Who would lie to you and say that you aren't beautiful? Look at yourself. Attractive and thin Friendly and loved By everyone. Have you looked at me recently Or ever? I am your antithesis. Grotesque and bloated Introverted and lonely. I wish I could be like you But I will not try to let that happen. I need to somehow embrace This unsightliness This passiveness How I let people walk all over me. But do I accept it Or do I change it? In essence, You are nearly sublime And all I am Is one mess of a life.
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Feb 5, 2014
Feb 5, 2014 at 12:04 AM UTC
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