My Distortion

[geo_girl]

Turmoil fils my mind.
I look everywhere,
But there is no one there to find.
My mortal enemy is trying to defeat me
I look in the mirror,
But what is there really can't be.
I can't defeat this on my own;
I've tried for years,
But I just feel alone.
These thoughts just overwhelm me,
I want to scream and cry,
To destroy myself in punishment;
And let the tears stream down and dry.

This demon tells me it makes me weak
And physically I know it would.
But these thoughts won't go
What is really there I must know.

I get trapped by the mirror.
It likes to mock me; cause pain.
I spend hours thre stareing,
But not because I'm vain.
It is torture trying to feel strong.
I think most of the time I feel like I dont belong.

I don't think others understand
It's the little remarks made off hand,
That trigger my demons of mind.
Or days that go well,
When my mind has no time to dwell
That makes me suffer later.

I want peace,
But don't know where to find it.