An Uncomfortable Stairwell

I am merely presented as a kid of catastrophe

Swallowed by fear of my own appearance and actions

the words I say

the words I want to say

All based off of people's reactions

 

I am purely an uncomfortable stairwell

Built by words that are thought by others

 

Awkward

                           Daunted

                             Anxious

                                         Muffled

                                                      Awkward

                                                   Daunted

       Anxious

                                                                               Muffled

                                                                              Awkward

                                                                                                Daunted

                                                                                                     Anxious

                                                                                                                 Muffled

 

 

Internally, this is false to me

I see myself as something limitless

the ideas I have

the curiosity that strikes me

The internal me I cannot express

 

If I could only show what I am capable of

Built by words that define me within

 

              Astute

                      Dynamic

                               Attentive

                                       Musical

                                                Astute

                                                       Dynamic

                                                               Attentive

                                                                      Musical

                                                                              Astute

                                                                                     Dynamic

                                                                                            Attentive

                                                                                                   Musical

 

There really is no need

For me to mask my true self

My shell may continue to fear and cower

As I collect dust on the shelf                                            

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