I'm sick, I'm broken
I'm lost, I'm shaken
I'm evil, an angel
Buried at the bottom of carousel
I'm not me
Who I used to be
I'm hollow and empty
Full of thoughts and insanity
I'm sick and disgusting
Don't look it's disappointing
Dark memories are hunting
Shaking and depressing
I'm singing, I'm writing
Can't decide what's exciting
I'm confused and I'm lost
In the mirror there's a ghost
I haven't yet I did
It is there I slid
Finish it clean, all of it
Though it won't fit
I need help, I need freedom
Take me away from boredom
I'm sick yet smiling
Spare me from pretending
My escape from reality
My gate to insanity
Intending to get away
But keep coming back anyway
For my final part, my denouement
The ending of my dilemma
I let darkness succumb me
I heed the call of insanity.
YOU ARE READING
Self disgust
Poesia*Story cover credit to Pinterest* This poem is about how much I hate myself at times.
