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Siren May 2020
I never know,
can never tell,
if my mind and I
are at ease
with each other

of if
we are merely
fooling each other
into obliviousness
Who the **** knows?
Siren May 2020
I believe
deep down
I am a bad person

It just so happens to be
that the mask
I am wearing
has a good face
and seems to be covering up
my true bad self
somewhat well

Yet,
if I don't take care and watch out
it might crack
and
blow my cover
Siren Apr 2020
This does not seem right.
Because,
this definitely does not feel right.
I do not feel right.

As if
I am a puzzle piece
forced into the wrong puzzle hole.
Losing its edges.
Sacrificing its shape.
Suppressing its whole.

I can't seem to master the control.
**** this ****.
Siren Mar 2020
I've been trying
to figure out myself
through
figuring out you.

It's not working.

Neither has.
Neither will.
Why am I like this?
Siren Mar 2020
Perhaps,
I am ready
to heal.

Yet,
only
perhaps.

Healing seems frightening.
Terrifying.

These demons,
stuck inside of me
for so long,
have taken up
such a large part
of me.

Without them...
what will be left
of me?

How will I be?

Will I
be?
Healing is not easy.
Siren Feb 2020
I shift

endless transmutations
infected with miff

subtle causings
ceasing in nothingness

directing
my oblivious being
towards
the inevitable
void
humanoid
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