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walkingmess

I constantly question who exactly I've become, and why she always seems to fuck shit up

Can't ever seem to be loved and doesn't know sympathy

Living a never ending loop of a blind mind and misguided eyes

Not being able to see clearly or process things

I wander into the crevasses of my mind where I get chewed up inside and spit out into someone I despise

Something that I'll see in the mirror and not be able to recognize

Running my fingers over my skin no longer feels familiar, a cold rush of emptiness meets the tip of my hands

These chapped lips I always find my tongue over only got rougher 

Saying things I never had the breathe to speak is something I just can't stomach 

Questioning if I even deserve someone to cherish 

Ending with why does she even exist 

  • Author: Maya Strinz (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 4th, 2017 23:35
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is about the person I never wished to become. These words are more than what they spell. Its about me, a girl who doesn\\\'t let herself be loved, someone who doesn\\\'t care for anyone, not even herself, someone with fear and sorrow. A person who contains qualities i never thought id withold. Yet theres one person i love, my boyfriend and I\\\'m just afraid of losing him
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