"selfpitty" poems
stop talking to me
stop thinking about me
stop being sweet to me
stop calling me pretty
stop calling me sweet
stop treating me like i am something
stop being in love with me
i'm broken
wrecked
i'm the monster under your bed
weak is what i really am
and you shouldn't send me messages or try to see me
stop because i'm better of alone
it's not selfpitty
it's only the truth
only who i am
i would better be off dead
dead.
Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 10:35 AM UTC
free as a bird with such a clarity
followed by darkness, is this insanity?
not feeling loved, not feeling wanted
by thoughtconstructions and selfpitty you feel haunted
feeling like paying a visit back to the old days
should one put the middlefinger back up, wait even better, light a couple of jays?
thats what the mind is figuring. just destruction and pain
it feels so crazy one could follow that voice its so insane
yet human conciousness has been identifying with that voice for so long
the human bond to it feels so strong
i follow all this yet i feel too tired to let go
haha silly me, silly mind
letting go is hard i find
but then the next moment everything just.... just vanishes
you feel perplex, what happened? it astonishes
its quite simple, its the mind that wants to make it complicated
light fills your body again, no more feelings of sufficating
just light, bliss, happiness a kiss from above
well just love..
Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 10:06 AM UTC