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 Dec 2013 Kimberly Clemens
brooke
oxygen
tank
says
zero
(c) Brooke otto 2013
I am the narcissist that
fell in love with my own
mind and sadly found out:
It's an abusive relationship.
don't purge your ego. embrace it.
 Dec 2013 Kimberly Clemens
brooke
really,
all you
have to do is make me laugh
the kind that is so sudden you
have to cough, as if the force of
unexpected happiness was all
too
much.
(c) Brooke Otto 2013.
There's an ocean in my chest,
waves crashing, as I drown from the inside out

My eyes are flooded,
tears rolling down in a constant flow

There's quicksand in my stomach,
rapidly sinking to somewhere deep inside of me

My legs are plagued with earthquakes,
quiverings and twitches beyond my control

There's a tornado in my head,
thoughts whirling around in a deadly fashion

My body and my mind are a disaster
and there's no refuge in sight
Ramblings of an anxious, depressed teenager.
"because i hate myself"
"how can you hate yourself so much though?!"
"i just do"

i know its difficult to understand
but i thought this through
and i've figured a way to describe what its like
i hope maybe you'll understand
a little maybe.

                                                           imagine you're angry with someone
                                      they've maybe broken something special to you
                             or forgotten to do something and it ended in disaster
                           well,  you're angry with them, so frustrated and angry
                     and you have built up rage, muscles tense and you know
                 you cant hurt them, because thats bad, and you'll feel worse

but the person you're angry with
                                                                        is you.
its like there's two of me
the me that is a body
just simple and does what its told
then there's my head
                     my mind
                     my mind gets frustrated with my body
so very angry
                     my mind punishes my body
for not being perfect enough
for not doing something perfect
for forgetting or not doing it g
ood enough

imagine that
over every
tiny* little thing
of course i hurt myself
its how i learn
to be perfect
i'm working on it
but i'm still angry
with my body
for not performing
good enough
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