"See Through"

 

Alone in the midst of this dense darkness

That lit my room with its gloom

I, wrapped in one corner

In a circle of sorrow and defeat

With both hands to lift my sheet

To behold the filth that I have done

The one I have done so late in the night

Everywhere is messed up with my shi*

I feel so bad to say I am sorry again

But that's what I am 

A sorry piece of art lying forlorn on Earth's soil. 

If only poetry could be a credit for the debt I owe you, it still won't make this stubborn stain go away so quickly or even make you forget.

I hurt you so bad today. I hurt myself too 

Truly, hurting you hurts me

We are one of the same kind

I built a mountain of self worth

To hide the worst I keep inside

So nobody's eyes could

But you have an all seeing eye

And you see the worst of me in my best.