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Aindri Sep 2021
When I look in the mirror
I see a monster
Her skin's all battered and torn,

But when I look at myself from your blue eyes,
I see a person,
Whom I've never seen before.
Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder right?
Aindri Sep 2021
It's not others' judgement which shatters me
It's in fact, my own perception
Of who I really am
It's not you
its the monster in my head
She Writes Aug 2021
In her bones
A cri de couer lies
Begging for liberation
From the ruminations
Her tongue infixed
Upon every inch
Of her beaten down body
Juno Jul 2021
Sometimes I find myself wishing for more;
That I could make something better than before.
Everything I’ve done is a one-time exception;
I face myself with thorns rather than acception.

Surely my successes were merely chance!
Ideas don’t come to me like they did in the past.
People say they see talent in me, I see nothing—
Then again, would I even know I was good at something?
Andrew Layman Jun 2021
I think I've been forgotten
nobody knows
how long I've been away
however, in the details
the uncertainty shows.

There is no grave,
no marker
no way to pay respects
so please just move along
and just continue to forget.
Troy Wylie-Hill Feb 2021
Loving yourself is not about telling yourself how great you are,
its a knowing of that greatness
its about having some love for yourself when you are not so great
It's the gentle kindness
The understanding
The forgiveness
That which you gladly offer to your best friend

Just be that reliable friend
To yourself
Because everyone needs a friend like that
even you
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SomeoneSomewhere Dec 2020
I enter to see perfect smiling faces by themselves, with others, with places and things
Here is shiny and there is new with an underlining endless hum of energy
Scrolling is breathing; I can only stop it for so long before I’m gasping
I find myself competing with the perpetual perfection;
Wondering how their waist is so small, their teeth so white and their life so golden
as I sit in the shadow of my own depression.
Mariyam Ridha Nov 2020
Just don't think about those people
Who have left you with no choice
But to think the reason of your aloneness.

Just don't hover around,
Those,
Making you feel unworthy,
Shut their door,
And don't worry dear,
It isn't ego,
It's self-respect,
Self-help,
Self esteem and
Self-love.

Just don't be with those,
Bragging about their victory,
By belittling your tiny beginnings,
And don't worry dear,
It isn't that you aren't worthy,
But the person is so unworthy
To witness your
Victory by stepping tiny it's.
You are a gem ❤️
Nuala Nov 2020
I only see flowers bloom from my soul when someone tells me to look
Only then I can see how bright and flourishing they are
as though it takes someone else to shove the tulips in my face
so i can finally smell how sweet they are
but when I am alone, curled up in the corner of my room
the same flowers wilt and petals fall to my feet
I see only then jagged stems protruding from my face
aggressive, tearing my paper skin apart
You beat up yourself
militarizing doubts.
but I can offer you
some good armor.
I give many pieces
but you must equip them.
Please hear and equip
because my heart is breaking for you.
This is written for somebody that matters dearly to me who always thinks they are unworthy. If you enjoyed the poem, leave a comment or share this with someone who would appreciate it!
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