I lie to myself
My head is throbbing in pain,
One more chapter, I said.
I lie to myself each night,
I lie to myself to make myself feel alright,
I lie to myself to make things easier on myself,
But in the end, I show the truth to others,
But I can hardly face it myself,
If I looked myself in the mirror,
I would see a girl with dark circles under her eyes,
I would see that she is so broken,
So utterly in pain,
So I lie to myself,
I lie that I am okay,
I lie that I am stable when in reality I am not,
Sometimes,
I want to cram my fingers into my skin and tear away at my flesh,
Just to feel something, so then I can prove to myself that I am alive.
But since I can't do that,
I lie to myself.
Hoping that one day,
I convince myself.
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PoesíaThis is my story- told through the thoughts I couldn't keep inside. A collection of moments, feelings, and truths I've learned to face and finally accept. These poems are pieces of me, shared for anyone who needs to feel less alone. If you're readin...
