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Jun 1
Why mourn this wretched self?
Forget it
Forget me
forget me still trying.
Oh, to hold it all when your hands shake.
to let it slip and simply disappear.

Can't hide from this broken reflection, can you?
The loathing lingers on me
it festers in me, it feeds.
Why even lie?
It keeps growing every day.

What do I have?
Who do I have?
Except this shadow I despise.

I want it all to stop — to end — to vanish.
But before I fade,
just save me please someone do
Before I make the kind of mistake you can't take back.

I'm slipping, sinking.
The pictures that are in my head are sharp and clear,
Like whispers in my ears
too close, too loud.

Please... just pull me back
Before I break.
3:22 a.m.
Written by
AishiDhiman  F/India
(F/India)   
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