I am...

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I am a mixture of everything at once
And nothing at all
An empty shell
Overflowing with unfulfilled wishes

I am still a child
A little angel losing her feathers
Praying for sunlight
That I myself have chased away

I am all the things I pretend I'm not
I'm running from myself
Clawing open my skin
Wanting nothing more than to escape

I am imperfections and white lies
Pretending to have my pieces together
Laughing a little too loudly
While nervously tapping my fingers

I am full of nervous habits
Nightmares fill my head like a storm
Fogging up my vision of the truth
And making my stomach churn

But I am not just my fears and self hatred -
I am composed of stardust and constellations
My soul is pure despite what I may feel
And my heart can love endlessly

I am stronger than I appear
I'll speak my mind and set you straight
I'll protect what I love to the end
I will not let my fears consume me

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