untitled: 03/03/07 (poetry)

Mar 03, 2007 22:23

I’m self centered.
I’m afraid
I’m too blind to see anything that doesn’t revolve around me.

I’m hateful,
I’m bitter,
I’m too hurt to mend the bleeding hearts of others.

I’m cold,
I’m isolated
I’m lost in my own world, delusional to reality.

I see what I want to see,
I hear what I want to hear.

Nothing else affects me
Nothing can hurt me, unless I want it

I’ve no longer any use for the bandages in my cupboard,
But they deteriorate,
Because I’m too scared to give them away

In the end, I’m alone.

poetry

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