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Skin

Contributed by xfrozenwindx on Thursday, 21st September 2006 @ 05:01:03 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



This skin -
It burns and itches,
Frustrating beyond belief
Pain beyond recognition
I can't stand.
It seems alien to me,
Not my own.
I wash and scrub,
It's still there.
I close my eyes and imagine,
the person behind this skin
Who am I?
These questions unanswered
Staring me in the face,
In a world beyond my own
Without this skin,
Who am I?
I look inside myself,
searching desperatly.
Who am I without this skin?
It means everything,
It's my identity.
Is this really who I am?
A skin?
The anger burns inside of me
Scratching and scaring.
Bruising and wounding
Is this what I am meant to be?
A skin?
My mind screams aloud
Protests of determination,
I was not this skin.
I was me.
But can I be me, without this skin?




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Re: Skin (User Rating: 1 )
by LonelyPoet on Thursday, 21st September 2006 @ 05:32:18 PM AEST
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This is such a great poem !! I really loved it


Re: Skin (User Rating: 1 )
by Silent-No-More on Thursday, 21st September 2006 @ 08:46:31 PM AEST
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Thought provoking... prompting me to wonder how many people really see inside. Moreover, how many do we let in?

I've a feeling that these thoughts ran deeper and were more significant even that what appears on the page here. You've shared enough, though, that the reader has a sense of what it was that caused you to pick up the pen.

Keep writing,
~Snemmy


Re: Skin (User Rating: 1 )
by Alex23 on Sunday, 14th January 2007 @ 02:52:35 AM AEST
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I really enjoyed this write. The concept is simple to understand, yet so powerful. We all need to take time and find who we really are beneath the skin. Great write!




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