I want to show you, who you really are. turn you inside out so you can see it all exposed no smoke, no fun fair mirrors just you..... All your worth, stripped of all the trapings, Could you look yourself in the eye and say Wow. Or would you cringe, afraid of what lurks below the skin? What if I told you, I can see inside of you? Would you scoff? Dare me to tell it like it is? I accept your challenge, with relish! But can you accept the price? You lash out at the world, with anger, an aggression that runs through your core....But it's you you're really angry at. You pretend that you don't need success. Because you think you're afraid of failing. But really, you're afraid you just might succeed. You come on strong, with arrogance and an over-inflated opinion of your self, because insde you are just a scared little boy with no self -esteem. you don't chase your dreams, not because you feel unworthy, but because if you catch them, what right do you have to complain? You say you can't live in a world so full of hate and greed...but really you're just too afraid to live. Afraid to love, afraid to smile, afraid to let light in to warm the cold dark spaces. you're not afraid of me. Not afraid of being rejected or hurt. They are the things that you crave pain is your best friend. You cripple yourself, bury the man you could be, blind your self to the man I see. you are too scared to feel. Because if you feel it means you're alive. And if you're still alive then your deepest fear is real. your deepest fear is uncertainty... the only gaurantee in life, the certianty, the one thing you seek willingly, and that's Death, But not because you want to die, but because if death came knocking, you'd realise how much you really want to live.....
Reason for writing:
(this is no work of art but well..it's all about GROWTH)You know the type, expecting the world to give him a break but not doing anything to help himself,drinking and smoking and shooting up all day.beating his wife, inand out of jail. This is how I see my sisters ex. The father of my nephew. And no i really don't know him very well, it's just my impression. I guess you could say I wish he was abetter man, for my sisters sake....
Birth sign: Scorpio
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