Buried inside my ineffable emotions
my heart is drenched in the river of self pity
I feel like a rattled snake kept in the sand
I moan like a rejected child
casted into the cave of solitude.
The thirst to be remodeled into a
perfect cast of flawlessness overwhelms me
eluded I find myself sinking
into the chasm of antsy
my mind is perturbed by crawling thoughts
which eroded my tranquility.
Embraced by myriads of shameful moment
I become plunged in self consciousness
and guilt that renders me totally inept.
fixated in an unfathomed melancholy
I find myself debasing occasionally
submerged in the sorrow my scar brings me.
Daunting remarks from molesters
throws me into a realm of sobriety
which subjects me to multitudinous tears
and make me wallow in self hate.
wrapped in a sentimental state of
dejection of being treated like a leper
I behold myself despicably.
engulfed in the Waterloo of bitterness
my heart beats in excruciating distress.
The joy of teenage and adulthood
my scar deprived me of as
I am always soaked in barbaric insults
emanating from the mouth of devourers
determined to unleash on me a menace to my dry world which has become a skin of bones
I yearn for requited love but got scorned.