"dumpsite" poems
I apologize to myself for holding myself
back even though I know what I’m truly capable of
I apologize to myself for making
myself cry at night
I apologize to myself for
treating my body like a
dumpsite for garbage instead
of a temple highly regarded
I apologize to myself for making
myself smaller so that others can feel bigger
I apologize to myself for choosing to see
what’s lacking in me and not
celebrating everything I have that makes
me beautifully me
I apologize to myself for speaking harsh words like:
𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘶𝘨𝘭𝘺
𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵
𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘦
But choose to tell other people:
𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭
𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵
𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶
because you of all people
know how it’s like to be the villain in
your own story and don’t want
others to feel the same.
Oh, to wish well for
others and not wish on
my own stars first. . .
I apologize to myself for giving love to others
but not give that same love back to myself.
-- I will accept my apologies and forgive
myself so that I may learn
how to love myself properly
Jan 29, 2021
Jan 29, 2021 at 11:11 PM UTC
I am not a well to be pulled from.
I am not a dumpsite.
I am a human being.
And taking from me without giving an equal amount in return
is no way to keep me in your life.
I will leave the moment it happens
because the first person to do that to me took and took
until I needed medication to fill me back up again.
I am tired of being a landfill drowning in other people's trash.
Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 1:00 PM UTC