It’s a cruel bitch.
She sneaks in and strangles me.
Sucking whatever is good from me.
She leaves me a shell of a person.
Quivering in my skin,
questioning my very existence.
Why do I let her torture me?
There is no easy answer.
Or, maybe there is?
I never feel…
I just dont feel…
That’s a lie…
I feel too much!
But the thing is,
I feel the wrong things.
I shame myself for my appearance.
I loathe myself for my behaviors.
I condemn myself for my reactions to things beyond my control.
I feel alone.
It’s not the world doing this to me,
When will I learn to be enough for me?
©2019 Brooke Lee