this is me
my world is empty
im an empty cup
my glass is half full
but i never look up
my life is dark
my skin is red with welts
my body works againts me
what is this that i felt?
my emotions are raw
i am unfeeling
my being is cold
my shoulders are wretched
my family cant see me
i am blind to them
i am an inigma that seems so alien
only if i could not be so wretched
my worries betray me
my loves are lost
my hatrede suceeds me
and my caring haert is no more
forevermore will i be so\
to me i will always be
nothing noone
a being not seen
This poem is about:
Me