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by Seth
Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Dark · #1630681
An old poem from the darker days of high school.
Today, there is not a thing I can see
That I can truly proclaim to love about myself.
Today, the mirror is my worst enemy
As even my reflection glares back at me,
Hating me for letting myself down.
Today, I play the slightly conforming nonconformist
As I try to “perfect” myself for society
So strangers would want to give me a chance.
Today, I feel like shit.
Today, my friends have betrayed me.
Today, my demons have overturn my quest and
Regained control of my mountain
That I have tried so hard to stay King.
Today, my family is disappointed in me.
Today, I am comfortably numb
As I tumble downhill toward the jagged rocks
Which are bound to eventually kill me.
Today, no tears can escape from my eyes
No matter how hard I try,
No matter how much I need the release.
Today, I have no energy to welcome
My crimson visitor who can
Comfort me like no other.
Today, every song I hear
Seems to have been written
Just for me.
Today, I want to sleep until tomorrow
Hoping Tomorrow will be the Today
I wanted and needed Yesterday.
Today, God give me the strength
And tranquility You know I need
To finish Today.


07/05/04
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