Haunting Insecurities (Poem)

I would sacrifice my nails being devoured

Until it hits the cuticles in order to destroy

Every remaining piece of glass in my mirror.

I scream at the monstrous image I've become.

A defilement, a disgust, a horror to myself.

An unbearably hideous figure stares

Into my bloodshot eyes in my reflection in the mirror.

Why can't I destroy the hatred for myself?

Why can't I break free from these inflicting insecurities

That haunt me at the very core of my being?

Why do I allow myself in the public domain

When I am a horrific creature?

A figure of a demonic looking being.

A burden to myself by the understatement

Of being visually unappealing.

I sympathize with humanity for having

To tolerate such a gruesome image.

And perhaps I could do the world a favor

And hide in the darkness from society,

Concealing the ugly sight that I am.

What a sight I am,

A sight that is forbidden to being beautiful.

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