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Oct 2016
Stuck in the same destructive cycle
Get lost in the shadows that define it
Heart beats a descriptive thud
Mind finds some comfort
In the familiar rejection.
Invisible hands press on my shoulders
Voices whisper in my ear:
Open your eyes girl
You were never good enough
That's why they always leave you
That's why they don't want you.
Every time I close my eyes
There's another thing I've failed at..
All the thoughts clutter down
Like tin cans falling through a chute
In need of distraction
I fall back into the rhythm
The cycle of destruction..
Trying to shut it all out
But rocking myself in the darkness
Only makes it grow louder
I'm not good enough
I'm a fraud
I'm a failure...
Don't let them get to know me
I'm a mess underneath the skin

This is why
I want to live under the stars
No walls no echoes
There's a place there
For people like me
Austen girl
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Austen girl  jinja
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