Morbid Beauty

Looking in the mirror
What do i see?
Morbid Beauty
Looking back into me

Dark eyes
Beneath a dark blue disguise
Black Lining
Defining

Pale lips
Unsmiling back
Compared to overs
Oh how i lack

Pale Skin
So many self inflicted scars
Blood dripping from my wrists and ankles
Painful red bars

Not quite the right weight
Not quite the wrong weight
And words
Scarred by hate

This poem is very personal, somewhat more than any other poem i have ever written. Lately i have been writing like crazy, and i cannot seem to post enough....