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weight in my head weight in my chest i am on all fours i am dying but not externally my brain sends chemical imbalances like daily mail i shouldn’t be alive my body is a mistake my thoughts are bound to send me to an early grave the air always feels so thick suffering is invisible i look in the mirror, see it in the ghostly reflection of my eyes I am only half a soul don’t be afraid of the dark but that is all that is inside of me unknown, cold and unbearable most days i wonder how i’m loved monsters are only tamed, not encouraged it’s a shame that i groom myself down to not show the impurities that crack me open and leak out onto the floor look at my shaking hands, am I alive? is this a dream? please wake me, please cure me
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Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 11:59 PM UTC
anxious
weight in my head weight in my chest i am on all fours i am dying but not externally my brain sends chemical imbalances like daily mail i shouldn’t be alive my body is a mistake my thoughts are bound to send me to an early grave the air always feels so thick suffering is invisible i look in the mirror, see it in the ghostly reflection of my eyes I am only half a soul don’t be afraid of the dark but that is all that is inside of me unknown, cold and unbearable most days i wonder how i’m loved monsters are only tamed, not encouraged it’s a shame that i groom myself down to not show the impurities that crack me open and leak out onto the floor look at my shaking hands, am I alive? is this a dream? please wake me, please cure me
raya
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Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 11:59 PM UTC
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