The feeling creeps in
Crippling my thoughts
I feel utterly useless
Failure has a face
I'm looking at it in the mirror
I hate myself
I feel like
The proverbial colossal failure
Everything i touch
Is either broken or faulty
I can't help it
Getting under my skin
It's biting me
Taking chunks of me
Soon it will have
All of me
I am hiding from myself
That at least holds together
The sanity left in me
A broken soul is what i am
But even so i'm holding
Onto the debris
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem