The Other Me

It's about the darker side of me. The one I keep hidden.

There are two of me.
The other me hides where no one else can see.
She is locked away safe from the world,
always hiding deep inside my tortured soul.
I don't think I'll ever be whole.
She only comes out when I am angry or sad.
It makes me feel so very bad.
When she comes out there is no stopping her.
It's like she makes everything a blur.
Tears fall from my eyes
while I keep hoping someone will hear my cries.
She keeps messing with my mind.
The true me I will never find.
I think she's my evil twin.
With her I can never win.
I am always crying,
dreaming of dying.
I scream out in pain.
I keep hoping it'll start to rain.
Blood starts to flow from my wounds
because she came out and made me feel doomed.
When she's in hiding,
I am fake smiling
and waiting to commit suicide.

Reviews

[Egan]

OH MY God!!!! I have to say that your writing inspires me. This is a great poem. I always feels as if there are 2 sides to me. The one that goes behind the closet and cries and destroys things and the one that has the giant mask on and forces a smile.
Keep Expressing!