Heart washed

I am done with life, aren't I?
I can't be myself any longer, can I?
I don't want to die, do I?

"Be strong dear, be strong."
Tell me how dear, tell me
because there is a lot bugging me
strange things happened to me
my dilapidated image stared back
was i really standing before a mirror?
I have been heart washed
I want my assailant by the throat
I will have my hair cut instead
then I will look at the mirror
I can't hang in there anymore
someone inspire me, motivate me
for I am finished, yes I am

"life is tough dear, life is tough"

Have I loosened or am I loose?
Have I lost or am I lost

To ever have a smile's trace
Is a fantasy of my face
I am in a bad mess today
please remember me as you pray

"I will pray dear, you will pray"

Author's Note

open for critical review