You ever felt like the world was ending
And you had to stop pretending
The pain wasn't real
And trying to heal your scares
Were way up beyond the stars
Your mind has thousands of thoughts
But your only caught up with one
How to be seen
How do people see me?
How do I see myself?
Do people even see me?
When I truly search myself I see
Disfunction, lack of confidence
I see pain, heartache, and brokenness
But I hear beauty, intelligence, thoughtfulness, gifted and talented
I'm harder on myself than anyone
I put myself down so no one else can
So I hear
The mirror shows what people see
My eyes tell a story you wouldn't understand
Tears?
What's that?
They say crying is for the weak
I'm so close to the edge
So ready to jump off the ledge
Because what you see
Ain't what it really is and how I feel
Breaks me more and more everyday
Every cut and every thought takes me back
Back to that day
The day I lost my way
And all I can do is replay each moment
Picking the pieces of my broken dreams
And self esteem
Confidence in myself
Only influenced a broken soul
Too damaged to heal
What is already real
Too real to feel
An still I fight
What am I fighting for is lost to me
But it must be something
Something to make me want more
Feel more, see more
And then I saw her
I saw something
That let me be me
I didn't have to pretend
Or try to blend in
She let me speak my mind
Speak MY truth
No longer trapped
I spoke she listened
I cried she'd wipe the tears away
Comfortable to say it any way
All the scared and bruises
Where wiped clean
Finally
And in that moment I was finally seen
Her name was poetry
She allowed me to be me
In my thoughts of hatred for myself
Any place I was she was
All I needed was a pen and paper
Cause you can't escape the spoken words
YOU ARE READING
Poetry From the Body and Soul
PoetryI'm just a young writer trying to make a difference with my words. My poetry shows all emotions. I hope you read my poems and feel them.
