What's Wrong With Me?

What's Wrong With Me?

A Poem by Hunter B
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At nights I have difficulties sleeping, and writing these poems helps to calm me down enough to fall asleep.

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What's wrong with me?
I've cried so long I don't even notice the tears anymore
my heart is so hurt it's like it isn't even there
nothing matters
the pain is killing me
it's only a matter of time.

I say I'm getting better
I say it so much I start to believe it
then it all shifts
my mind attacks me
my heart fills with depression
my body becomes numb.

I don't even know what to think anymore
my thoughts eat me alive
they point out my flaws
and fill me with doubt 
and despair.

Every day I try to make myself
feel something
anything
then comes the physical harm
it's a feeling
it proves I'm still there.

Then come the guys
they make me hate myself even more
make me do things I say no to
but it's a feeling
it's a feeling other than sadness.

What's wrong with me?

© 2014 Hunter B


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Added on September 10, 2014
Last Updated on September 10, 2014
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