Poems of Me

Just Me

9/12/14
Are you afraid of me darling?
Pictured me six under by now
Will you be there my darling?
I won't do any more than you allow

You've got to understand
The rush it gives me
When I take that blade to hand
And create a piercing scream

The one I show outside
The one with demons on show
Isn't what I am inside
Not who I am past this loath

I want to feel beautiful
I want to feel free
I want to be as wonderful
As a friend could be

I know I'm not much to look at
I'm not a shining star
But if you gave me enough time so that
I could show you who I am and aren't

Let's agree to disagree
I hurt people with mistakes
And I help them be free
Even if my smile is fake

I want to be free of them
It screams at me
The conscious in my head
But I'm the one who bleeds

My arms and legs hold my battle wounds
I inflict them with all pain I shed
I don't bleed, per say , from what my body consumes
And I feel I'd be better off dead