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Apr 2013
I am trapped inside of my skin
I am a prisoner to the confines of my body
Never fully comfortable in my own skin
Always feeling so different
And separate
From everyone and everything else
My body has never felt right to me
I don't think it was ever mine
I am not a body
I am not even the person I see in the mirror
My body is essentially the only thing that confirms my human existence
But you see, I exist entirely inside of my head
All that I am, all that I am compiled of
Can be found within my mind, within my thoughts

My skin itches from the inside
I ache to leave my body
To become a formless apparition
Experience things from a new and different point of view
I exist entirely inside of my head
I am the only mind which exists
My body means nothing to me

I am a soul and an entity
I am not a body or skin
Evynne
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