I'm So Sick

I'm sick; tearing the skin away from my face, burning an image I'm not ready to trace.

Tonight, I'll dream of you because, for once, reality is a bit worse than my fantasies. 

I'm worried; lining my face are the choices I've made and tomorrow's decisions bruising my beauty with its incisions. 

Reviews

[MiidniightSoul]

Another amazing poem. I really liked the second line, very beautifully written. Powerful. Wonderful poem

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

gripping vivid lines~ slashes of pain everywhere~