Deformed

In my veiled existence
I let go of the last bit
of me in me...

With nothing to offer
I hastily hide and rush for cover
to prevent any familiar gaze to rest
on my unrecognisable self...

Instead of the happy laughter lines
that I always dreamt of...
Failure wrote ugly wrinkles
and left a bitter twist

Then,
Tail tucked under,
Love-hungry stray that I am
I run salivating in my mad pursuit
Leaving a soon-to-be forgotten story
for the world...
Oblivious to the pain of my blood
watching me insanely detached from reality...
Cursed with self-imposed deformity for life.