| Monster |
I don’t have the capasity to hate you anylonger. For I have begun to hate myself. Each waking moment this hatred grows, Devouring me in its flames. I loath every glimps of myself, Afraid to meet the eyes that stare back. Don’t want to aknowlege the Jelousy, distrust and Fear that consumes me. So afraid of what I have become. Needing help, But not knowing were to turn. Suffacating from the hate, So long trapped inside. Scared of my reality. Not wanting pain anymore. Wanting to learn to trust. Yet afraid of being betrayed.
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Poetry |
Classic Collection |