Don't look at me,
I don't want you to see.
Don't look at me,
What if I'm not enough?
Don't look me.
I'm scared I'll never be worthy of love.
Please look away.
I'm scared that I won't ever be free.
Don't look at me.
I'm not enough
For you to love.
But I want to be seen.
I want to feel love.
I want to be real,
But if you open your eyes,
Will I disappear behind the veil?
What if I'm nothing?
What if I'm unworthy?
Don't look at me.
I don't want to know how I'm seen.
Don't look at me.
I'm scared of what I'll be
When you open your eyes
And look upon me.
I'll shrink away,
So you don't look at me.
I'll hide again
So you won't have the choice to see.
I'll run
I'll cry
I'll try
To die
But I know
You will never
Look at me.
And so I sleep
In blissful agony.
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Semita Vol. I
PoetryTenebris was about coping with life's cycle. Semita is about discovering its pathway. This is my ongoing poetry collection, and the poems in it are written in response to things in my life. Some will be brighter and joyful, and others will contain d...
