Perfectly Imperfect

Every time I’m left alone with my thoughts
I lose my grip on reality and hope
My mind runs a thousand miles an hour
Leaving me silent, leaving me cold

I can’t stand to face my own reflection
All I see are insecurities
Fear and anger weigh me down
My demons tear apart my soul
All I feel is hate toward them

Perfection’s slowly killing who I am
Stealing my morals, my virtue, my truth
Blinding me, making me feel so small
Like I’m nothing�"like I’m invisible

Can you see me?
Can you hear me?
When I’m breaking quietly
I keep asking myself
Am I good enough?
Am I enough just as I am?

I’m searching for a way out of this mindset
Unworthy thoughts run through my head
I question everything I am
Every step, every breath I take

My perfectionism is just a flaw
But its voice feels louder every day
If I keep listening, it’ll shatter me
I need you to hold me when I fall
Because I can’t do this alone

Can you see me?
Can you hear me?
When I’m breaking quietly
I keep asking myself
Am I good enough?
Am I enough just as I am?

For years I fought my wars in silence
Thinking strength meant standing alone
But now I see where that road leads
Straight into self-destruction

So help me open my eyes one more time
Help me see the truth beneath these thoughts
Help me break free from this insanity
Before it takes what’s left of me


I need to unchain myself from this hell
Learn to accept my imperfections
I want to believe I can be anything
Even when fear takes control

I’ll face my insecurities
I’ll live free from my own judgment
I’ll stand as I am�"
Beautiful, broken, perfectly imperfect


Perfectly imperfect.

Reviews

[Relic]

Those demons you speak of have and are making their rounds everyday. I used to fight them, but found that letting them slip through my fingers and not taking them so seriously took a lot off my shoulders. Sometimes you just have to see a funnier/lighter side of life. Either that or remain tense asa board and get nowhere.

Just my two cents.

[Mika]

I know. I've learned that with time. I've notice my demons,are all due to my past traumas I had as a child. But I feel, sometimes they need some love, and I give it to them. But I found ways to soothe them away. Now I'm more at peace :)

[Relic]

Glad to hear that. I've had some bad stuff too. That's probably where it starts for most people.

[Mika]

yes :) but thank you for commenting

[Relic]

You're welcome. :D

[emipoemi]

Your poetry is raw, soulful, and doesn't go too personal that it shuts the readers out from relating to it 100% Far from it, it allows for them to immerse themselves in the lines and see the universality of the message; that this is not only about the author or whatever, but that it could happen to anyone. But you still have the occasional mistake in spelling and musicality, and in this case, I think the craft of your lines (what should be said, what doesn't need to be there, what is necessary to convey the message) - that needs some tweaking. This is not to say that your poetry is bad - far freaking from it - I'm saying you can make it perfectly brilliant if you can get a handle on the craft of it all.

[Mika]

Thank you for your constructive criticism, I appreciate it.

[emipoemi]

my pleasure