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Mar 2017
I am beneath my skin
I hide myself within
What you see is my body
So real like everybody's

There is war within me
The clashing of authenticity
What makes the ideal
Who am I that is real

From my skin to my bones
I am tough as stones
Deep inside I am alone
I am no king sitting on a throne

I am free from chains
But a slave to the influence of chance
Falling for the hope of unknown
Trying to pull myself closer to be known

The darker my heart gets
When the light illuminates
Who I am is what I think
In my shadows I am at sink

Everything I see in the mirror is reality
Untouchable but seen
Scared from the feelings
The shadows that live within
Slam
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