I am the bad guy of my own fairytale,
The person who knocks me down when I'm feeling high,
The person who holds myself captive in a tower,
ripping out my own heart when i don't want to feel anything,
I was always the person who told myself i wasn't good enough,
That i was stupid,
Worthless,
Invisible,
That I wouldn't amount to anything,
And I believed me,
I fed into the lies,
Letting the darkness grow and fester,
The darkness was a part of me like a birthmark,
It was for life,
But every time i still stood after falling,
I looked outside the tower and saw world of possibilities,
I still learned to love,
I wouldn't let my evil side write my story,
No matter how hard evil side fought,
I always fight back,
To see my happy ending,
To see myself grow,
To see myself as something else other than invisible,
I may be the bad guy of my fairytale,
But I am also the knight in shinning armor,
Who rescues the part of me that's broken and weak,
And saves me.
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A beautiful messy mind
PoetryA collection of poetry written about love, life, anxiety, and going from being the villain to the hero of your own story.
