Inside I Burn

I’m not me anymore,

What have you done?

I’m feeling so empty,

What have I become?

 

Don’t touch me,

Get your hands off my skin,

I don’t want to feel like this,

Reeking of sin.

 

Please say something,

Don’t stand there and smirk,

I hope you’re enjoying your handiwork.

 

Push me up against the wall,

Smack me in the face,

Tear me apart until I’m disgraced.

 

This is how I feel,

Nothing, quaking, empty,

As useless as the pain that shakes me.

 

You’re laughing but I barely hear,

Cant stand the thought of you being so near.

 

So deep these wounds that I’m trying to mend,

And you’re rubbing in salt while you’re playing pretend.

 

I can make myself sick,

I cant figure it out,

Need to get the taste of you out of my mouth.

 

It was just once,

And never again,

You wont catch me off guard like you did back then.

 

I’m feeling so empty,

What have I become?

I’m not me anymore,

What have you done?

The End

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