I feel ugly inside and out.


If I had one thing to build upon.
Just one.
then maybe I'd have some hope right now.

but all I'm given is another reason to lose pride
if there were anything good
it would have shown through the darkness by now
dispersed some of this dark matter that has spun itself around me
clung on to my clothes, my skin
I can't wash it away
the light is so dismal
so small
that it is blocked out
eradicated
by the darkness
I frown