All of Me; a Spoken Word Poem
Within the stress Within the mess Beyond this is girl Is her distress. Pressure building Nerves contracting Everything inside reacting Negatively to this strain This pain This hurt inside Everything is slowly ending My life, myself, it all Depending On what used to be What once was good I see it all But I’m beneath a hood A cloak, a veil of endless Dim light Of out of reach But within my sight I think and think and think I need it Try and try and try To feel it But its not there It’s just not fair Why me? why now? why this? I ponder What’s going on inside I wonder My brain is mush Bones turned to dust I push and push and push Too much Avoid it, forget it all But in my head It haunts my all My everything, my very being Slowly turning into green Envying and jealousy Inside the mirror I see not me. But why look? Why look at all It longs and quickens And steepens the fa...