I have been placed with this curse,
To roam around this world,
Loveless.
My heart has been placed in denial,
A repetition of an act;
Destruction.
Yes, just like every good thing that happens to me,
I ruin it.
It's a haywire of feelings in my heart,
An oblivion in my soul.
I can't love you or anyone else,
I'm too busy hating myself to do that.Right now, once again,
I am giving excuses for my actions.
I do this everytime.
I wear it on my neck as an amulet,
To protect me from admitting,
I am wrong.I hurt you,
And I am here just talking about myself.
It's no wonder, I hate the mirror.
How do I look myself in the eye,
After all I've done?
How do I face the stranger in the mirror ever again?
How do I explain to him this blunder committed?
I can't hate you,
I can't love you.
I'm sorry ME,
I apologise.
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Introverted By My Thoughts [✓]
PoetryA Poetic series. . With Every passing breath, I sink even deeper into a pool of my own darkness. . *Whispers* "Not your usual poetry"