Self Image
By JB rho
Secrets endear themselves to soul Unfathomable, shameful Hell here I come Urges take over will without conscience Using body to create fire Lost is the good heart Never to be found Overwhelmed by sickness Decisions always immoral Always destructive Life seemingly filled with joy Only façade Hiding insignificant world Insignificant man Stumbling through Ignorant, dense, Never to learn right or wrong Repulsed by self image Mirrors horrify as reflection Proves hideous features Encompass entire skin Entire surface Even cloth cannot hide This beast... from himself. Written March 30th, 2002 © on Mar 29 2002 03:46 PM PST 10 • 0 • 1
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"Secrets endear themselves to soul..."