The real me

by Angie   Jun 15, 2006


If only you could see
the real pain behind
my big brown eyes that
dont have their normal
glow anymore for now
they have darkened & lost
their beauty, they have fear
& loneliness hung within them
for now my life is not the same
for it has changed to make me
look this mess. for my smile is
not my real smile for it has lost its touch its no longer vibrant beautiful or caring now it is evil my body once so beautiful now an ugly mess my heat is no longer filled with love but filled with hate and evilness towards the world for it has tuned so black myself as i use to know is no longer myself but a person i dont know and dont want to there for i have to reject myself as a person and can no longer see myself as beautiful. i can only see myself as an ugly mess that i myself have created and can no longer accept and now i can no longer accept other to see me as i really am. it huts to know it has to be this way...a way i just dont know....i dont even know the real me anymore...

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