when i'm screaming in my own head
sometimes i just tune out the voice
i've heard my screams enough times
to know it's not a real noise
people think i'll go insane
but they couldn't be more wrong
after knowing me that long
they still think i control my brain
i tell myself i'm not me
and then convince me i'm someone else
talking to each other about ourself
two strangers gifted with telepathy
who am i if not myself
the mirror lies while it stares me in the eyes
i look away but it pulls me back in
the horror of the self strikes from within
YOU ARE READING
the day i went missing
Poetrya collection of my poems, the things that come to mind stay there and suddenly vanish. very amateur poetry but it makes me quite happy. enjoy! !tw! mentions of eating disorder
