Plastic
Plastic
I'm tired of hiding from my own body
I'm tired of concealing my impurities
I'm tired of covering up my faults.
Printing an illusion in the minds of the innocent
Starlit nights gone
Lurking in the want of stars,
But all I had
Was plastic.
How could I present
That which was never my own?
I could cut my veins
And let me free.
But I can't
'Cause I don't wanna be
Weak for the second time.
Always the geek
Always the ugly guy.
Always rejected
A fire raging in my stomach
Desire,
The desire which led to my downfall
Now looks at me and laughs!
It mocks my stupidity
My vulnerability,
Of letting go
Of what was inside.
Of what could've been
Out couldn't be.
Of what shape those inner demons
Could take if I just let them free.
But I did not.
I trapped them in a cage
Laughed as they pounded against the walls
Screeching and screaming -
''Don't kill me, Master!"
I watched as the flames engulfed my heart
And reflecting on my crooked thoughts.
They burned and vanished
Away from my soul.
My tarnished body
Which was then so beautiful
Now crushed my bones, nerves and sinews.
I can't watch-
My vision's blurred with tear-streaked agonies
That's silently killing my thoughts
Of what could've been,
But could not
Because of my sins.