Lost in the waves of time,
are the uncertainty of my emotions.
My mind has been broken through my body,
And through the issues people call insignificant.
...
Fire. Cold yet hot.
Hostile yet inviting.
Dark yet bright.
It's one of the most peculiar things to me.
...
The train was packed, we were sardines. I kept stepping on this guy's foot, I didn't say sorry but I hoped he knew I was
Blue line run, O'hare. I kept hearing that echo beyond my music
I go far enough to know that eventually, I'll have a seat on the train,
Which I did.
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Hello! My name is Jinx and I time to time make poetry. Most of the poetry I post on here are going to be about my personal experiences and struggles and or my family's personal experiences and struggles. So a lot of the things I write will probably be about dark topics but some may be light hearted. But I hope to who ever is reading this that they may enjoy some of them and resonate with them. You are loved and you are not alone. May the universe bless you and may you be enlightened on your path to greatness.)
Confidence
Lost in the waves of time,
are the uncertainty of my emotions.
My mind has been broken through my body,
And through the issues people call insignificant.
The mirror I'm staring at, I can't trust it.
It only gives me raw lies.
What can I trust anymore?
Arms bleeding through the sheets in my bed.
All because of my own actions.
How selfish can I be?
I don't want to keep doing this.
At least I finally got help.
One day the pricks I gave my self will just be
a bad memory.
One day I will be confident in the mirror.
And when that day comes I can't wait to show off.