Seeped in thoughts and isolation Regrets of how I couldn’t maintain a connection I don’t know how to be A good friend Or lover Or kind to anyone, especially me I imagine a life of peace Not rage Or despair Or endless longing
I crave beauty In my cave of screaming Sometimes I convince myself I’m okay And happy But when the glass walls crack And break And shatter I’m cut open by my own Shards of self loathing
Some say I’m too honest Except with myself I live in a delusional mindset Where I’m happy and carefree I’m healthy and active Aware and enlightened
The truth of reality is I’m bold and assuming Enraged and pessimistic Seeing things for what they are poisoned my psyche I trained myself to let go And I have Of everything
Now I’m alone Abandoned self worth A sulking fate of nothing Terrified of the end I historically accept From the moment I was told I’m nothing at 7 years old I believed it I gave in And I’ve been fighting a losing war Within myself ever since
I’ve been gone From my body And my soul The tie was severed too young And I don’t know how to return