Tags self-hate
Won'tA Poem by L'Enfant TerribleIs answerIs choiceGod spilledbloodover brainsheart n' soul Weburntoversanityeachdayeveryweekforfiveyearsendessly Missed endeavourto keep sanityon tra.. |
On a CloudA Chapter by YouoweYoupayThoughts that come across during a calm moment |
My FaultA Poem by Rhea752This moment did actually happen. Though I didn't really think about why I was crying. This was a memory from when I was younger. |
The Secret's KeeperA Poem by A GirlIt is this Self, that I hate;Why, I often debate.I want to hide in pity and shame,To this world, I sometimes wish I never came.I want to break mys.. |
Cutters CryA Poem by .Lost Soul.asdfghjkl; |
Falling Red TearsA Poem by Raven StarhawkThis poem addresses why I am not reviewing poems and writing as much. |
DrowningA Poem by Diana LynnMeeting your eyes From across the lake That is you Stepping in The shallow waters I come to you Getting closer You pull.. |
YouA Poem by Azure Montessa (Blue)You are my monster, my enemy. |
nothing but regretA Poem by Audrey Bowershow I feel sometimes. key word: sometimes |
Beautiful ThingsA Book by Eleesha Sanchez WheelerThis book is about seven girls who when to therapy, and their lives lending up to going there. None of them feeling like they are good enough and they.. |
I Look at the MirrorA Poem by BlueWhat do you see? |
The PacingA Poem by Hunter BTraumatic experiences can bring out the demons, and mine are particularly devious. At this point, I was full of desperation to conquer what I am still.. |
How To Make People Stay Away From YouA Poem by AuthoressDisease, illness, disorder: nope, sorry, you don't work anymore. |
11A Poem by AuthoressAnd that,my friends,is yet another personwho knows about myeating disorder.That makes 11.They all have thepower to tellsomeone; my parents,my teachers.. |
Skeleton's Don't Make Good Conversations When They..A Chapter by Devin Mitchell DurbinOpen up your eyes.Open up your heart,Maybe you can seeWhat you feel in the dark.In the back of your closetThe skeletons you keepThe ones that you know.. |
Funhouse MirrorA Poem by SaraThe lens of her minds eye is tinted And blurred and cracked and smudged She sees herself through squinted lids In a mirror made for the judged .. |
Through the Dark ShardsA Story by YulissaJust a few of my thoughts |
memory triggerA Poem by KMKI'm a shell of a beingover the last couple of yearsI've watched as I become someoneI don't know or rememberthe truth is for as long as I can rememberI.. |