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May 2014
While you drain that bottle of whiskey
And you wonder "Where did I go wrong?"
All your life you’ve been trying to be the best
And the prettiest
And the smartest
And the kindest
And yet no one even bothers to love you like you want to be loved.
So you form ****** valleys in your skin
You turn flesh into flaming sin
You find The One
You exchange saliva and phone numbers
A week flies by
Gone
Now there’s a new dose of drugs at 3 am
And your mother is screaming “where have you been”
You sear trails with your tears across your cheeks
A whole new fusillade of lies and self-hate
Stab at the moon
Dream about being ripped apart.
Then you spend hours and hours screaming
"I don’t need you! I love myself! I love me!"
They rip your perfect complexion to shreds
Never have I met anyone who wants,
So badly,
To hate other people,
If only just half as much as they hate themselves
hate
Ava
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Ava  Nowhere, Vermont
(Nowhere, Vermont)   
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