Poetry: Untitled

I want everything that is beyond reach

Chasing everything my fingertips brush

My mind, emotions, intellect

All are stunted and stifled

By my mind, emotions, intellect

There is so much desired

I don’t deserve it all

But I strive to earn

I feed myself poisons

Trying to bury the want

With chemical stimulation

Self-loathing remains

Learning to love myself again