Is He Really?

by Manda

Tossing and turning in the night;
With myself, I battle and fight.

Voices whispering in my ears;
Telling me things I don't want to hear.

Tears roll down my cheeks;
The reflection in the mirror screaming "Freak!"

How could he love what has come of me;
Or is he in love with who I used to be?

The scars on my arms are fading;
The things they say are so degrading.

Loving, losing, and love again;
This is a cycle -when will it end?

Wishing to drowned in my own tears;
To be saved from the nightmares and the fears.

He is like my dream come true;
And I mean it when I Say, "I love you."

Though I still can't understand why he would want me;
Or is he in love with who I used to be?