Dysphoria

 

Face me,

my

worst

enemy.

Smile so

easily.

Child of

revelry,

complexity.

Disguise my

eyes.

No surprise

when

you

rind

my lies

are not the only weapon I hide.

 

My enemy

watching me

plotting my downfall.

I see you clear

as a mirror

you are my outcome.

The catalyst

of desire,

my need

to feed the fire.

Pushing me

to reach higher,

then knocking me down.

 

I’ll embrace

whatever pain

will make

me face

away

from you.

I’ve bought

the games,

I played,

I gave

everything

for fear

of you.

 

I’m locked in a cage

with the one that I hate

more than anything.

I just can’t get away,

no matter how hard I try

to deny the distain

that I feel in my bones.

The fact that I’m alone remains.

I just can’t face

myself

anymore,

so I have learned to hate who I am.

 

 

HG – 2021

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