Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2017
Pretty faces
Pretty eyes
Staring back into my soul
How do I wear this disguise
While trying to be who I am

Going through the water
Trying to find the way out
So scared of drowning
Of this makeup washing away

Now I'm going under
Can't see in the dark
What have you done to me
With your words and smiles

Dragging me down, drowning me under
Digging into my skin

Will I ever breathe again
Will I be myself again
Will this fake life lie dead beneath my feet

Rising through the water
I can see the way out
Hands grasp my ankles
Pulling me under

Drowning me, dragging me down
Ripping away my skin
Pretty faces, feral smiles
Pretty eyes, red as blood

I guess I wasn't the one in disguise

After all.
Written by
KD Burgdorff  17/F/United States/East Coast
(17/F/United States/East Coast)   
227
   Aisha, --- and rose
Please log in to view and add comments on poems