my personal uglifier

my personal uglifier

there dwells within me
and perhaps within every soul
a threatening whisper
an urgent bell that so often tolls

there is a name for it
though most would call it "liar"
i have a different term
it call it my personal uglifier

it tells me what i can do
and chides me when i do what i can't
it says i am a failure
a constant commentary, running rant

there dwells within me
and perhaps within every soul
an inside, inaudible voice
that tries to keep me from being whole

it makes me feel shame
even when i try to believe in myself
it never wants to relent
i just wish i could be someone else

but i deserve this
i am cursed to dwell with the liar
i deserve this
i deserve this "personal uglifier" 

The End

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