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In my mind there is a voice that likes to play a game It's quite like me but not quite the same Every day we play tug of war I don't know how long we've been playing it for When it's winning I feel completely wrong Like a singer without a song It starts to provide explanations And I start to feel degredation It seems to know why I'm hopeless And why I'll always be mired in loneliness And just like that, the voice becomes my voice My reality and my only choice However, sometimes I start to feel strong I pull, I start winning and am no longer wrong My love is no longer just superfluous My flaws no longer mean I'm worthless They never are of course It's just that these thoughts are injected daily by force Not by a negligient mother Or a bully who just wants someone to bother But by a voice that just wants to play the same game A voice with only one aim, to take over my name And so we continue playing tug of war I don't know how long we've been playing it for I just wish this room had a door...
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Aug 11, 2017
Aug 11, 2017 at 11:48 AM UTC
Tug of War
In my mind there is a voice that likes to play a game It's quite like me but not quite the same Every day we play tug of war I don't know how long we've been playing it for When it's winning I feel completely wrong Like a singer without a song It starts to provide explanations And I start to feel degredation It seems to know why I'm hopeless And why I'll always be mired in loneliness And just like that, the voice becomes my voice My reality and my only choice However, sometimes I start to feel strong I pull, I start winning and am no longer wrong My love is no longer just superfluous My flaws no longer mean I'm worthless They never are of course It's just that these thoughts are injected daily by force Not by a negligient mother Or a bully who just wants someone to bother But by a voice that just wants to play the same game A voice with only one aim, to take over my name And so we continue playing tug of war I don't know how long we've been playing it for I just wish this room had a door...
kurt-lee-azzopardi
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Aug 11, 2017
Aug 11, 2017 at 11:48 AM UTC
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