my body is a temple. it shows others
how i take care of myself. what do they
think? am i wide, are my eyes too far
apart? my body angers me. it hates me.
it gets bigger all the time. no one believes
me when i say i'm too big. my body likes
to fool me.
my mind is a picture. it needs a frame.
my mind likes to play games on me; it
thinks of things that you couldn't imagine.
my mind is so busy, it never slows down.
it takes too long sometimes. my mind is my
heart, because my heart is in my mind. i
love with my mind, i think i love.
my soul is free. it holds my deepest feelings,
and tells me which way to go. my soul is hurt,
and slightly broken, because it has let too many
people in. you can look at my soul, & it looks
good. but look deeper, into my eyes. my soul
is hurt. my soul hurts me. i'm controlled by what
my soul feels, and it feels low.
Author notes
i'm not sure what this is.
not a very well written poem,
but i had to let it out.
Please share :)
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SMILES!!!!!!!!!!!
Sometimes the "let out" is perfect in its own right. I think its well penned. Just let it flow and maybe someday you can come back to it and create something different when all your emotions are in 'retrospect'

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thank you very much (:
& i hope so!
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Thoughtful, conveying struggle and introspection. Not bad
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thanks! (:
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