Fostering my Clarity

Fri, 11/06/2015 - 23:44 -- hiemn

To be frank with you,

I don't know how to describe myself.

I've gone through countless

Skins of me

And of all

I've shed out of them.

 

Each

Have been forcibly stripped off

To survive

And to avoid dilemmas that demand my innocence.

 

As a consequence,

My avoidance have created maddened poltergeists

That claw the walls of my mind

And

They howl for my caged Adversary.

They howled and screeched for It to guide the skins of me

It obliterated my obstruction of serenity,

Savagely massacred my Angels, my Virtues, my Seraphs

My guardians no longer guide my gullible mind.

It devoured the last of my tranquility

 

Enough is enough.

I forgive myself for what I have let to be done.

I cannot hide who I am.

I am half the Adversary needs to understand the ideal of reality

 

I took Its hand,

And told It, "We are done.

I forgive you for what

You have done.

I will stand by You and

Together, we will build a healthier skin of me."

 

The Adversary shook violently and mourned Its losses.

It was unable to save the people I lost because

Of our self-destructive nature,

Failed to have empathy for the ones who want to hold my hand

Through my crises,

Could not scare off the haunting past that cries for old doubtful foes.

It isolated me by using fury

To form a better world for us.

 

I am sorry that I was unable to understand myself.

Now, I am my own guidance and strength

I no longer use identities given by the people who have

Crushed me

 

I am the prologue

Of the epiphany which will

Break upon my childish hand.

The aftermath of youthful innocence

And the prelude of perilous maturation

I am "Growing Up."

 

Comments

hiemn

To be frank with you,I don't know how to describe myselfI've gone through countlessSkins of meAnd each of themI've shed out of themEach Have been forcibly stripped offTo surviveAnd to avoid dilemmas that demand my innoence. As a consequence,My avoidance have created maddened poltergeistsThat claw the walls of my mindAnd They howl for my caged Adversary.They howled and screeched for It to guide the skins of meIt obliterated my obstruction of serenity,Savagely massacred my Angels, my Virtues, My SeraphsMy guardians no longer guide my guillble mind.It devoured the last of my tranquilityEnough is enough. I forgive myself for what I have let to be done. I cannot hide anymore.I am half the Adversary needs to understand the ideal of reality I took its handAnd told It,"We are done.I forgive you for what You have done.I will stand by You andTogether, we wiill build a healthier skin of me." The Adversary shook violently and mourned Its losses.It was unable to save the people I lost because Of our self-destructive natureFail to have empathy for the ones who want to hold my handThrough my crises,Could not scare off the haunting past that cries for old doubtful foes.It isolated me by using fury To form a better world for us. I am sorry that I was unable to understand myself.Now, I am my own guidance and strengthI no longer use identities given by the people who haveCrushed me I am the prologueof the epiphany which willBreak upon my childish handThe aftermath of youthful innocenceAnd the prelude of perilous maturationI am "Growing Up".

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