#selfcritical - Hello Poetry

Don't offer the fuel it needs to set you on fire

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May 15, 2020

May 15, 2020 at 5:40 AM UTC

CharlotteAhern

*The Inner Critic*

Don't offer the fuel it needs to set you on fire

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The tongue is lethal, A sweet coating for a rotten core. Every shift of the tide is another lie. The tongue is lethal, a small dose of poison for the chronically ill. Every promise is broken and my heart becomes frozen. The tongue is lethal, a silent drowning in shallow water. Every attempt to demoralize the psyche brings tears to my eyes. The tongue is lethal, an eye wide open as my mind drifts to sleep. This tongue of mine is a weapon for surefire demise.

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Apr 18, 2018

Apr 18, 2018 at 10:34 PM UTC

MycatTerry

The tongue is lethal

The tongue is lethal, A sweet coating for a rotten core. Every shift of the tide is another lie. The tongue is lethal, a small dose of poison for the chronically ill. Every promise is broken and my heart becomes frozen. The tongue is lethal, a silent drowning in shallow water. Every attempt to demoralize the psyche brings tears to my eyes. The tongue is lethal, an eye wide open as my mind drifts to sleep. This tongue of mine is a weapon for surefire demise.

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I look upon the devastation it's totality, serene Nothing left for preservation every nook and cranny, clean No vestiges of life no hint of joys or pains An apathy of strife no light within, remains Over analyzed every speck of dust Over critiqued, penalized unable too, adjust To mark a date and time where such a thing occurred Or who would claim the crime the memories now, are blurred I am what I have made of this there is no doubt The reaper has been paid my inward eye, turns out

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Dec 28, 2017

Dec 28, 2017 at 12:42 PM UTC

TemporalFugue

Self Critical

I look upon the devastation it's totality, serene Nothing left for preservation every nook and cranny, clean No vestiges of life no hint of joys or pains An apathy of strife no light within, remains Over analyzed every speck of dust Over critiqued, penalized unable too, adjust To mark a date and time where such a thing occurred Or who would claim the crime the memories now, are blurred I am what I have made of this there is no doubt The reaper has been paid my inward eye, turns out

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Do you ever want to spit your own tongue out Apologize to God for using it as a sword to slit your own throat after absent-mindedly digging into the hearts of others with your words Do you ever want to shove your brain into a suitcase and "accidentally" leave it on a train headed for the bottom of the sea Because you don't know how to use the thoughts that have grown from your own brain stem Are you ever allergic to yourself? Do you sneeze as you sniff your own stupidity? Do you want to soak in a bathtub full of forgiveness Wash yourself with the soap of solitude (re-surface your skull) Well I need to remember that nobody is perfect And that I shouldn't hate myself But all of me has self-destructed for existing How do you stuff a pipe cleaner into a soul How to come back from that How to clean out the inside of a straw How to yank open a locked-jaw and leave it gaping in order to be filled with the endless love mercy acceptance Offered by the Person who has created me into more than I could have ever been by my-- self.

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Sep 8, 2014

Sep 8, 2014 at 1:11 AM UTC

kate-lyn

Self.critical.

Do you ever want to spit your own tongue out Apologize to God for using it as a sword to slit your own throat after absent-mindedly digging into the hearts of others with your words Do you ever want to shove your brain into a suitcase and "accidentally" leave it on a train headed for the bottom of the sea Because you don't know how to use the thoughts that have grown from your own brain stem Are you ever allergic to yourself? Do you sneeze as you sniff your own stupidity? Do you want to soak in a bathtub full of forgiveness Wash yourself with the soap of solitude (re-surface your skull) Well I need to remember that nobody is perfect And that I shouldn't hate myself But all of me has self-destructed for existing How do you stuff a pipe cleaner into a soul How to come back from that How to clean out the inside of a straw How to yank open a locked-jaw and leave it gaping in order to be filled with the endless love mercy acceptance Offered by the Person who has created me into more than I could have ever been by my-- self.

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