Everyday I look myself in the mirror
And I don't like what I see
Here's what goes on in the mind of me
I don't know if it will makes things clearer
But please I beg, don't judge me, jurorHere I stand naked before you
In my blues and insecurities too
People think I'm nice but you have to know that isn't true
There's this monster inside of me, it's evil
I can feel it growing and spreading like a cancer
Waiting for the day that it can be unleashed
Something as terrifying as the snake from the garden of EdenI may not say much
But I do have alot on my mind
Take me to church
Futile
In cleansing my impurities
Myself, I'm out of touch with
My soul caught in a rift
With the body under the control of anotherThis body wasn't made for my soul
Incompatible
Weak
Bleak and damaged beyond repair
i wish I could be somebody else
And a change of heart
Tired of dreaming
Tired of caring
Tired of loving
Tired of living
I'm in dire need of a restart
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PHASES [Poems By Shaun Alvar]
PoesiaIn life, we go through many phases, many ups and downs. Phases is a poetry book comprising of the different moments you and i probably share like Love, Sadness, Acceptance. Hope you enjoy it and all criticism is accepted. With that, thanks for dropp...