A piece of writing on my hate for myself.

Everyday I wake up,

Put on that face of lead,

Get on the bus and go to school,

The past hangs around me,

I am like a dark abyss,

Making this one last final diss,

To myself,

There is no hope,

No peace,

No sleep,

No love,

The END

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  • papaleng on Dec 14, 2011

    good poem But don’t hate or pity yourself, the act will not benefit you.

  • quiet voice on Dec 14, 2011

    This is well written, but if this is your reality and not just a poem, you need to find an older person who you trust and discuss your sentimemts. To survive in this world we must be a friend to ourselves, that means to first love ourselves. Also have self-esteem. You are good, you have a gift, you write with depth. Srop hating yourself and cultivate love for yourself. There is enough external hatred around without you turning hate internally. Try harder. You can do better.

  • teacherjoe on Dec 14, 2011

    Please speak with a good Christian councillor. Self hate and pity is so destructive.

    You are special. The fact that Jesus sent you here proves it.

    I will pray that the Holy Spirt comforts and reassures you.

    If you would like to talk with me, I will gladly take time to listen to you and help you as much as I can.

    Jesus loves you. Take comfort in His love. Just pour your heart out to Him. He is waiting to hear from you and heal you with His special love.

    I wish I could be there to give you a re-assuring hug myself.

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