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Tony Tweedy Apr 2019
Of all the people who have done me harm and caused me hurt, the only one I have ever come to hate is me.
Isaac Spencer Apr 2019
There's no song that even comes close-
To matching the sea of loathing inside,
I'm running, seething, not verbose-
Wearing baggy clothes to hide,

The scars that I can't afford to make-
I'm breaking behind paper walls so high,
Counting cars like falling stars-
Faking it all, "I'm just fine," I lie,

I'd love to rip my throat out-
With the hands that dug my grave,
I shrug, and slip away, in doubt-
Why can't I just behave?
Infinity Jan 2019
I take the calories for the calm
The more I take, the more time I have till the anxiety comes back
I see the world through an out of focused lens
Just barely making out enough of the edges to navigate
The nerves and veins in my brain are constantly half full, half empty
How do I get through?
Every push forward is short-lived
I take one step forward
And then push myself 10 steps back in an instant
The calories can’t numb the pain
Can’t push away the parasite of exhaustion gnawing at me in every moment
I’m sinking, sinking
Into oblivion, into the dark hole that welcomes the likes of me
The self doubt crawls out to the surface slowly
“You know you can’t get rid of me” it purrs, “you know you’ll never be enough”
It’s claws caress the insides of my brain
“You can never escape me” it hisses
It laughs, and sinks it’s claws in me further, deeper and deeper
It drags me down further
The monster in the dark
I’m on edge again, gasping for air again, utterly resigned to my fate, again
“I will never escape you” I whisper
Eyes wide in terror, I succumb to the horror of myself
Sink my nails into my flesh, perhaps I’ll wake up from this nightmare
Perhaps, perhaps, oh God please let this be a nightmare!
I plead till my nails draw blood, till my resignation turns into outright terror, till my terror turns into gasping screams
This is not a nightmare
This is life
And actions have consequences
What has passed cannot be undone
And I will never escape.
Sara Kellie Jan 2019
It's watching over you, my love.
and you
you fear nothing
more than
me.

and you
ought to wonder.
For the fake love and
the feelings that you plunder.

For I am the rain,
I am the clouds
and
I am the thunder.

Can you feel it?
I am electric!
I am me
and I am you.

Kaydee.
Can you feel it?
I am electric!
I am me
and I am you.
Sabrina Jan 2019
I know
I accepted a long time ago
That I'm not good enough
But I'm working on it
For myself
So just wait and watch
As this unlit match
Burns an entire forest
With one stroke across the emery
Let them all wonder
How to put out the flame
That would tear down anyone
Who stood in the way
Of her self victory
Justin Oberstadt Jan 2019
there is only one thing
I hate about myself
that pale, calloused patch of skin
on my temple
where the skin is all but worn away
where I bury my hardest emotions
and hope they never
see the light of day
Breanna evans Dec 2018
I toss and turn as things I’ve said
play on repeat inside my head
and feel the burning sting of shame
that shows no signs of going away

these past few days I’ve been a *****
to think about it makes me sick
instead of showing gratitude
I’ve had a ****** attitude

I don’t know how I could forget
that lately I have been so blessed
most every night, I fall asleep
beside someone who cares for me

and every morning, I wake up
she makes a *** and brings a cup
and she reminds me with a smile
that she’ll be there for quite awhile

in life, I never thought I’d have
somebody that could love like that
she truly treats me like a King
I don’t do much of anything

I have to show my gratitude
and change my ****** attitude
I have to treat her like the Queen
that she has always been to me
She's sleeping soundly, but it looks like it's gonna be a long night for me
Emma Dec 2018
.
I feel the earth sinking,
under the weight
Of my own thoughts.

I feel my heart breaking
With the hurt
You put me through.

I feel myself
Slipping away
Through the cracks
You made.
Butterfly Nov 2018
I hate myself so much right now
But I love God.
Does that mean I love myself?
I'm so confused!
How can I say I love God, but not love myself?
I mean, it's me for Christ's sake!
The person I live with, in.
The one person I should know better than anyone else in this universe.

Maybe that's the problem.
I don't know me.
Atleast not anymore.
God knows me,
Better than anyone else does.
He knew me before I was even thought of.
He created me, formed me in my mother's womb.
See, he has every right to love me,
to love his creation,
what he calls his masterpiece.
But I don't have to,
Because i can't love what I don't know.


The artist can look at it's painting and deem it perfect
But me glancing at myself?
I guess the light is shining on me at a weird angle,
Because I see nothing special.
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