same mistake

Drain me up

drain up my useless being

I have never been such a burden

Doing the same mistake over and over again

how do i bear with looking right

back at myself through the mirrors reflection?

 I feel like Iago in Othello

like a two headed snake but 

the only person i keep hurting is the one who makes 

me cry most.

cant help but feel like happiness is the 

only thing keeping me alive

the only thing that makes me see reason

and avoid this beautiful thing called death

and embrace this ugly thing 

called living.

I dont wanna rhyme i wanna put it down

and lay it bare like a new born baby 

did its body parts from the day of its birth

and show you who the other me is

but the question: will you still care?

Reviews

[Nick.B]

I know that feeling doing the same mistake over and over again...anyway very emotional poem with deep thoughts...great job