Open Poetry #46 |
12:23 AM |
pen&paper Senior Member
since 2006-06-06
Posts 513 |
Make-up's off I'm ugly again I can't help but think it akin To the façade I present to those Unfamiliar with my demons They're small,I suppose Compared to those feeding off others But they exist all the same Their destruction continues And all I can think to do Is wait for it to stop And try to look pretty Even if I don't feel it The tears make my ugly worse Eyes puffed up, red, bigger than their already unnatural size Nose, also swollen, red dripping snot Like the demon lurking drips hostility And the demons laughing drip sickly sweetness What's left of my sanity screams apologies Contritions for crimes I cannot recall committing Some to myself I am not the cause But my reflection is the problem I have to wonder if bad luck Is such a price to pay To destroy a pretty façade To unveil reality |
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easy1 Senior Member
since 2010-05-22
Posts 1209Southeastern USA |
You may feel ugly, but your words are beautiful. A *sigh* and a recall... I once heard that in the next world we all look gorgeous and late-20s-something, to which the adolescent would say, "Eeeeyuuuuw! Old!" |
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pen&paper Senior Member
since 2006-06-06
Posts 513 |
Haha, I don't think it's old. And thanks;it's nice to know after taking such a long break from writing that I've still got it! |
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s1nfully_1nn0c3nt Senior Member
since 2003-10-26
Posts 1105Watertown, NY |
Indeed, Beautifull words. We all make our Self-consciousness become "demons" that haunt us, but I truly believe that there is beauty is every person. Well except maybe Hitler. -Trina. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
powerful emotions captured..that look in the mirror sometimes is tough..we all see what others don't |
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