The poem is a reflection about how self-perception is warped by the opinion of others. Even long after someone has exited the scene, sometimes they leave behind seeds of self-deceit. The poem is unfinished because it is unedited and free form.
Lies we tell ourselves,
From…
Perception-based biases.
Self-righteous venom spewed,
Projected…
In our direction.
Messages received,
Internalized… now fiery self-deceit.
Lingering whispers, taunt,
Haunt…
Charred barriers of understanding
prevail.
Violent screams in silence,
Tear apart self-worth.
Careless words and actions
Hurt…
Leaving ever-bleeding scars,
And questions of
Worthless appraisal.
Value based on faulty minds
And fallacies…
Fracture emotional intelligence.
Perfectly Human 