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Mar 2019
Isolation to escape the pain
Dreaming to self-medicate
unsatisfied with the life ascribed
So, I built my own island
The only inhabitant, I was the queen
But I soon became lonely
So, I created some friends
To do all the things I'm afraid to do
Fragments of my self
Eternally multiplying
Now I can no longer be alone
Forever haunting
Trapped in a mirror maze
The more I see myself, the further I stray
"Who am I?"
This body asks itself every day
It can never find an answer
All it knows is that
By becoming everyone
It became no one
i never outgrew my imaginary friends
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m  26/F/UK
(26/F/UK)   
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   Yann
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