Wrong With Me

I wrote this after a conversation with my boyfriend

Can you tell?

Tell me, can you see?

Is there something wrong?

With me?

Can you tell me what's real?

Why can't I feel?

Am I sleeping?

Is this a dream?

When will I wake up?

Is my mind corrupt?

Did you hear that or was it just me?

The voice in my head

She wants you dead

Should I kill you or perhaps

Myself?

She whispers to me

And despite my pleas

Alone is a state that I lack

The reflection doesn't look like me

Black holes where my eyes should be

Her skin is so ghostly white

Am I alright?

Why does she laugh?

At me?

The shadow is stray

It doesn't follow me

It wants to play

It constantly waves at me

Shadows puppetry games

They're all the same

Everyone dies in the end

Can you tell?

Tell me, can you see?

Is there something wrong?

With me?

I have nightmares every night

I awake in fright

Unsure if it was true

Please tell me it wasn't true

Please I don't want to lose you

Sometimes when I'm sad

Sometimes when I'm mad

I implode within myself

In this state I couldn't care less

I'm such a mess

But all feelings are blocked

Sometimes I cut myself

Should I get help?

Or should I lie here?

And bleed?

What did I do?

I'm all black and blue

Did I beat myself up?

Again?

Can you tell?

Can you see?

Is there something wrong?

With me?

How can this be?

There's nothing wrong with me?

Are you lying to me?

Tell me please

Tell me what's wrong with me

Tell me what's wrong with me

What's wrong with me?

What's wrong?

Me

Reviews

[Shubham]

There is certainly nothing wrong with you and your poem. A very beautiful work. Keep it up!

[GingerPocky]

Thank you for your review :)

[Dark Poet]

This was just...wow. I felt like this was me just scraming at myself. Its so painful and relatable. Everything flows

[GingerPocky]

Thank you for your review :)

[Destined for Boring]

Do you love the darkness?
Has it become your identity?
Would you ever let go?
Even if someone asked you to?

The problem isn't you!
The problem is the desire.
The body wants this darkness!
Tries to poison your soul with its initiative.

Will you let it be?
Will you listen to your body?
Or let it be?

Will you tell your body no?
And disagree?
Perhaps you should, but even if you could, would you?

This voice that you hear,
it is there for anyone to listen.
It is even worse,
when it becomes remissive.

Backing off,
to be your friend,
to turn on you,
for you to wake up in the same place.

I've been here many times,
like an addicting drug,
so hard to let go.

It welcomes me and comforts me.
Just to eat me alive.
It snares and glares while chomping on
my fresh flesh, just to survive.

What darkness is this?
That preys on humans?
How do we overcome?
Will we ever be strong enough?


(I liked your poem a lot, it reminds me of when I was a kid) :P

[GingerPocky]

Thank you for your review :)

[Norah]

This is such a deep piece of poetry... you wrote it so beautifully, great job! :)

[GingerPocky]

Thank you for your review :)