The Inner Devil

"The Inner Devil"

I look in the mirror,

At my tear streaked face.

The pain is visible,

The depression seen.

 

I stare at this reflection,

And it glowers back.

I hate the person that I see,

She silently tortures me.

 

But I must put on my mask,

And pretend to be happy.

For I fear the infliction of pain,

On the people that I love.

 

I search this mirrored self,

Trying to find an ounce of hope.

But the mirror is cold,

It only shows what's before me.

 

My stupid, lonely self,

Desperate for relief.

But showing no signs,

Of a cure that is coming.

 

But I will wait,

Until the inner light shines.

And cleanses my thoughts,

Taking the Devil back to Hell.

Author's Note

This is a true story about how I used to feel about myself. If there is anyone reading this who feels this way about themselves, give up these thoughts. It is no way to live. And you can't change who you are inside or out. So just embrace it, be happy to be alive, and know that you are a beautiful person (no matter what you think).

Reviews

[Alyssa]

This is beautiful, and makes me really feel. Im sad to know you used to feel this way, but hey everyone has their indecurties, not one person really thinks they are perfect.
I believe everyone is beautiful in their own way.. b/c everyone looks different. Its cool tht not one perosn looks exactly alike.

good and inspiring kj!

[Blue tailed kite]

Simply loved this poem of yours....a really good write!!!

[LivingDeath]

I like this alot.. I remember when i used to be the exact same way. Now im living a somewhat happy life :) this is a very good write :)