Slipping Under

My feelings, right now.

I hate

My freakin' body

And its ugliness

The world sees.

As the tears flows

Streaking dark red

Down my face.

Fighting against

Those dark thoughts

Of a final peaceful sleep

From entering my head.

In hiding

My true feelings

Behind a masque

No one can see

Through.

Feeling myself

Slowly dying

With each breath

I take.

Want to believe

The words

You tell me

But....

As my head rest

Upon my pillow

One final time.

Author's Note

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