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I HATE ME
God I hate myself,
why must I live?
I have nothing
to offer this world,
nothing to give.
Worthless & useless,
a wasted space of air.
If I don't love myself,
stupid bitch that I am,
why the FUCK do you care?
I truly detest all
my cancerous black hate.
For clearly it's bound
to be my destiny,
my ultimate fate.
Didn't ask to be born
into this joke of a life.
Torturing myself within,
devastating my weak soul,
a victim of my own knife.
Constant screams in my head,
beg, "please, let me out!"
I know I should do something,
so I sit....I do nothing,
and continue my life of doubt.
My deadly drugs help me
to make it through the day,
fearing less what's inside,
ignoring desperate screams,
pretending they'll just fade away~
My boyfriend, my life,
doesn't care or doesn't see...
how my mind is so fucked-up
and growing weaker from the pain,
of self inflicted brutality.
Why must I live this way,
to loathe my very being?
Where is that Lord up above
to carry me through this,
now that life has lost all meaning?
I'm digging a grave
that's becoming too deep.
I try to get out,
then realize I can't.
Trapped and alone,
I weep......
By, A.M.R.
Really, a good written poem.
they say : if you want to be a good human, you must correct your faults.
this is what i think of when i read this one.
just have a hope you can be something i think..:)
great job
I think this is a really good poem it represents me alot. But Im starting to realize there some good in it sometimes ~SARAH~