Disdain.

A Poem by Nabeeha Mustafa

Days of endless struggle..

Days of endless struggle,

Hopefully more pills today.

Trying best to appear 'normal',

In some sort of way.

People complained I had a lot going for me,

I'm sorry, but I just can't see,

Because my worst enemy is not life, but inside of me.

Messed up fishtail,

ruined mascara,

Laying my back against the old sofa,

I saw the darkness engulf me.

I felt chill in my veins,

And my soul shouted, 'What a disdain.'

© 2015 Nabeeha Mustafa

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Bushra Naqshbandi

A good poem expressing pain and frustration effectively. Good job! :)

Days of endless struggle,
Hopefully more pills today.
Trying best to appear 'normal',
In some sort of way.
The beginning is really powerful. It sets the mood for the poem nicely. Very well written. :)

Because my worst enemy is not life, but inside of me.
I completely agree with this truth. We are our greatest enemies. Beautifully written. :) However, we say ''inside us'' not ''inside of us''.

Messed up fishtail,
ruined mascara,
Laying my back against the old sofa,
I saw the darkness engulf me.
The imagery in these lines is so perfect. The girl is complete broken and these lines do a perfect job a expressing it. Well done! :)
I felt chill in my veins,
And my soul shouted, 'What a disdain.'
Generally, when we talk about chill, it's either ''a chill'' like ''she felt a chill down her spine'' or ''the chill'' like ''the chill in the winters''. So I think it sould be ''I felt a chill in my veins''. The lines are so touching and powerful. You've done an excellent job here. The poem is amazing! Keep up the good work! :)