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.
Well expressed thoughts and feelings. Thanks for sharing Jasmine.
Confidence in one's self is certainly a very good thing. Keep striving for it. A good first poem. Welcome to poem hunter!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Such a wonderful start, Jazmine. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks