repetitive.

 

It’s all so consuming,

Superficial and repetitive.

Comments, All the degrading comments

Stem from my own big mouth,

Blame the mirror on the wall.

I can see the reflection of someone,

Tempting me with her stare,

She’s almost beautiful.

I trace my top lids with black,

My eyes appear smaller, more obscured

Black camouflages

to the world, my weaknesses.

All the false hopes of what I wish to be,

Reside so close, but always just beyond my grasp,

Like the ebb and flow of a tide.

Dreams of, self-confidence, allure.

So much of what I envision, is all such a bore.

I am caught in an endless array of unrealistic expectations

With my self-imposed ignorance,

Teasing me into believing that the external means so much more.

My insecurities, just wait, around the corner

that unexpectedly but emphatically will hit me hard.

I’m left to drown, in an ocean full of self-absorption.

It’s all so consuming,

Superficial and repetitive.

 

Reviews

[Twilight]

I interpreted this piece of writing, to be a critique of vanity. Whilst reading, it seemed as if the protagonist lacked self-esteem or did not feel good about herself (for whatever reason). Also, it raises feelings such as inadequacy, and the predictable behaviours of many people.

The actual wording is thoughtfully chosen, and not ambiguous in any way. Nor are there any lines, which have little meaning. Equally, nothing is expressed, merely to invoke a predictable response. Indeed, this is an example of poetry, which genuinely gives the reader something to think about...

[Poeticpiers]

original in its theme. You exhibit a fine vocabulary and express your message well in free form poetic prose