#selfhatred poems on Hello Poetry

Chelsea Quigley Apr 7

Hatred,
It runs through my veins.
Cascading through
My body of pain.
Attacking my system,
It alters my brain.
Leaving bitter notes
And thoughts that stain.
And I,
The victim,
Of my own demise.
Unable to love
My own little mind.

#selfhatred

newborn Oct 2022

left tears on my skin charred by the summer sun ‘cause i despise the way i look

if i hated myself even more i wouldn’t be here

if i appreciated myself i would be a different color, writing better poetry, living the life i should be leading

every part of me is shattered, but it wouldn’t be if i actually glanced into the mirror and saw a girl who could measure up

there’s something wrong about me speaking my mind
but there’s no respectable reason why
—i hate myself, but i never hated you

if i appreciated myself, i would be in love with the blood in my veins, the sunburns on my face,
the flood waters i emerged from in my dismissible past,
the skin color i was born with

but your mind can hold your body hostage

your mind is more powerful than the words of affirmations you utter by your bedside mirror

i hate myself

self hatred

am i the only one who feels hurt by that?

10/1/22

#hate #selfhatred #sad #hurt #ugly #selfdeprivation

Rosie Oct 2021

A friend to Myself

If I was a friend to myself,
I'd tell me "come over"
and I'd lean out my shoulder.

If I was a friend to myself,
I'd have tissues in both hands
and I'd be kind and understand.

If I was a friend to myself,
I'd take my side for a change
and I'd create a safe haven
where my demons couldn't hang.

But I tell myself I am a failure
for getting so down,
comparisons fill my mind up with sound
I'd never be this tough on anyone else,
So why is it okay to spew
this endless hate to myself?

If I was a friend to myself,
I'd suggest we take a walk
and let the fresh air restore
what we had lost.

I really am my own worst enemy.

#selfhatred #friend #selfesteem #confidence #talk #enemy

Caleb Kyme Jun 2021

I Don't Want To Be You Anymore

The sun's shining on my tattered bed sheets
Another day of sadness
Just like any other day
If I don't come back with soiled pants
Then I will go to church and offer a burnt offering
I go to the bathroom
Flinch at every drop of water that hits my ****** wounds
I go to the mirror and look
The big swelling I got yesterday
After the "queen bee" hit my head against the wall
Someone again placed a banana peel on my way
I could only hear shutter sounds as I fell
Became the meme of yesterday
Just like I was the day before the day before the day before...
I look at her in the mirror
In the school uniform
With tears in my eyes
Filled with anger and remorse
Punching the girl in my mirror
I roared at her
"I DON'T WANNA BE YOU ANYMORE."

I hated the ******* the other side of the mirror... She is hated by everyone. Not even a single soul wanted to be with her. Not even the gods cared for her. It would be better was she dead, right???

#bullying #depression #anger #selfhatred

Evey Emery May 2021

Who Am I

Who is this monster I have created
When did the real me get so faded
I hate it

I look in the mirror,
And all I see is self hatred

Where did the real me go
Where did I go
I want to know

When did I get stuck in this bottomless pit of hell
When did I turn into this person I don't even recognize,
Even when I look myself in the eyes

Who am I

...

#poem #poetry #selfhatred #unknown #mentalhealth #monster #whoami

mia Mar 2021

i think it’s a poem but not really

if the world could grant me this moment,
to take in all the pain the universe has frowned upon me,
i would gladly say “no, thanks.”
i have no time to deal with the pain inflicted upon my being
nor do i have the time to face my reality.

that’s what i’m good at, anyway.
constantly running away from the reality that whenever i face it,
i’d crumble down like a cookie.
the truth is,
i have made myself believe that my comfort zone is a place away from my reality.

it’s ironic,
how my comfort zone is just a fantasy created by myself
when it should be the truth that i need to face.

i guess i’m a coward,
for making myself believe that
this is supposed to be my safe place
when it clearly isn’t.

i am a person who deserves a lot that the world can offer.
but, i am also my own enemy
for making myself believe that i deserve nothing more than the pain and tragedy i’ve constantly faced.
i’m the enemy of myself for depriving myself of all the good that the world has to offer.

#selfhatred #depression

imber Mar 2021

nostrum

liquid dawn, headphones, cold, and restlessness
pills, tears, and helplessness
it’s at times like these that I feel like I’m falling behind, without facing
disquietude, medicine short of patience

I hid in the bathroom to spit out my disappointment towards me, always the abomination
because I just can't seem to do anything right, what a desecration
they knock on the door but I have no breath left to answer
could it be because of my pounding? I can't endure the slander

lips lie then pray for attention, for someone to cry for me
but that someone is not there, and it's so dark in here

#socialanxiety #selfhatred #loneliness

june ivy Feb 2021

it's my birthday

sitting in my car
crying on my birthday
trying to drive on
swerving through the turn lane

another year, another fear
I'm anxious as I steer
then my eyes well with tears and I can't see the road
crashed my car let me go home
I don't want to be here anymore

people stare but they aren't looking
it's my ******* birthday
trying to drive on
swerving off the road and I'm gone

another year another fear
I wish for death as I steer
crashed my car let me go home
I wanna die on the day that I was born

#birthday #selfhatred #bodydysmorphia #carcrash #selfharm #suicide

june ivy Feb 2021

goodmourning

The light shines through the windowpane
and I start to melt, I scream in pain
Hello? help, I can't do this again
Shut the curtain, I'm alone again
Sizzled and fried, I think I just died
How does it feel to still be alive?
My lungs are the only thing that's left
Slowly rising and falling in a ****** mess

How does it feel to still be alive?
Stop crying
Goodmourning

My heart skips beats when I can't sleep
My eyes strain red
I shot myself in the head
This hole in my brain makes me think I'm insane
Watch me laugh it off again
Syrup pours out but it's not very sweet
So I'll hand you the gun, tell you, "copy me."
Outcasts in hysteria hold onto our feet

How does it feel to still be alive?
How does it feel to join the dark side?
Stop crying
You're dying
Goodmourning

#selfharm #suicide #selfhatred #bodydysmorphia #mourning #crying