Emotionally ChallengedEmotionally Challenged5 years ago in Scraps More Like This
I yield my will to this ghost inside,
which clings. With every breath
it crushes and drains.
It steals my hope and devours all energy.
It emerges slowly,
It feeds on self-esteemand leaves me sunk
in twisted illusions,
and false appearances.
The word stings, and sticks in my chest.
I'm just emotionally challenged.