The Tragedy Of A Kind Soul Poem by Gloraly Gomez

On moonless nights, I cannot sleep
Anxiety keeps me awake
Past memories I've had to keep
And enough tears to fill a lake

I carry ghosts within my chest
A prison made of flesh and bone
And they shall never let me rest
Lest I forget I'm not alone

Sometimes I hear their chilling screams
My inner child, confused and scared,
Curls up and tries to have good dreams
But in the nightmares, she's ensnared

Old versions hushed by newer selves
Names I don't respond to anymore
Placed onto old and dusty shelves
Not meaning what they meant before

In this cruel world, light shines anew
But in the darkness I feel safe
I know that that may sound askew
But I can only be so brave

I tore off skin with my own teeth
And felt a pain I never knew
I painted over scars beneath
I built this being through and through

I wanted to be loved so badly
I nearly drowned in the abyss
I wasted all my efforts blindly
And even so I reminisce

I hardly know my own reflection
It doesn't match my goals in mind
I don't believe in true perfection
But man, do I still feel confined

I learned to hide behind sharp edges
I made myself quite hard to hold
So no one else's bullshit pledges
Could ever make me feel controlled

My softness rots beneath the mess
The tragedy of a kind soul
Devotion, patience, and endless stress
Forever seeking to become whole...