Love Poem: Talking To Myself
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Written by: Alex Duffy

Talking To Myself

You may think I'm a tad bit strange
I've admitted to being Bipolar, mad and insane
No one by my side as I'm walking through this hell
I'm alone with my thoughts, so I'm talking to myself

My pen is inkless, I'm writing this with the blood from my scars
Grew up mad at the world, but I still write with love from my heart
I hope the pain in my words doesn't take away from the good in my art 
I was raised in the mud, aiming for stars

When the world was on my shoulders, I was numb and never felt it
Maybe I deserved it, for thinking it resolved around me and being selfish
But I still battled my demons when I felt helpless
I got close to the flame but never melted

I battled depression but when it comes to love I'm timid
Scared to give my all, and no  
Girl should accept a love with limits
I killed love, now my hearts in a cell and I'm doing the life sentence
Do I not deserve a chance at redemption?

Walking through the storm but I enjoy the rain on my face
My biological sperm donor wasn't around, but I'm to blame for my mistakes
My scars open up, and the blood leaves a stain on the page
Until I'm ready to love again, my heart will remain in the cage

You may think I'm a tad bit strange
I've admitted to being Bipolar, mad and insane
No one by my side as I'm walking through this hell
I'm alone with my thoughts, so I'm talking to myself