Worthless
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Nobody notices me
I feel like a ghost
They assume that I'm fine
Though I'm worse off than most
I'm not even sure
If I'm dead or alive
I not really living
I just want to survive
Every day I force myself to think the same thoughts
To feel the same feelings
that I am worthless
that I am ugly
That I am fat
Oh, no
I've done it again
Cut, cut, cut
With my pen
Cut out the pain
Time and time again
I've watched blood
Go down the drain
When they find my body
How hard can it be?
To get up and face the world
and swim against the current
while a storm begins to brew.
To swim throught the swirling media
bombarded by infromation at all time,
he said she said,
Dear Dad,
Sometimes I wish I never met you.
1,000 miles used to be the only distance,
But now we're quite through.
And yet, I still think about your existence.
I love you.
I love the way I hurt all the time.
I love the way you make me feel like breaking down.
I love it when you say you love me, but don’t show me.
Brother: Sister
was i never enough?
to keep you smiling
when things got tough?
Mother:Father
was i never enough?
no not good enough.
to feel you love
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Thanks for the reminder
That what I do is worth nothing
At least when it means nothing to you.
Though it means the world to me.
Thanks for the reminder
That I "waste" my time
when did innocence become insanity?
even the voices in my head are sick of me
wish they wouldn't feed the beast
that I now have named Agony
but I swear it wasn't really me
it fed on words from humanity
And I expect you to hold me together when
my bones are dense with the heavy sadness
that weighs down my shoulders. And I want
All I ever wanted is gone, down on the ground with the debris.
All is lost undrneath the dirt and rocks
Down with the worms, the bird seed amist of rain
washes away into the gutter.
Unchained and unchanged am I
Worthless.helpless.Hopeless.
These are the words rattling in my head
As I lay down night after night
And fight the demons day after day.
No rest for my weeping eyes.
Growing up sucks in this world
Having pressures to be perfect
You try to get away from it
Clear your mind and run away
But you still have that voice
The one in the back of your head
This is a response poem to something I heard one of my 'friends' say - "People who want to commit suicide are stupid and selfish. If they want to die, I say let them. They can have fun in Hell."
I don't care what they say
I know I'm worthless.
Life has been handed to me on a silver platter
And yet here I am, endless chatter
Endless, endless
Relentlessly endless chatter
Regarding my life,
She isn't hopeless
She isn't worthless
She isn't mediocre
She isn't ugly
She isn't alone
She knows this.
She feels hate
She feels shame
She feels guilt
She feels regret
Dealing
Small, fractured bones
Dealing
Life-changing codes
Dealing
Broken homes
Dealing
Depression grows
Overcoming
Healing wounds
Overcoming
Death assumed
Light feet beat out the rhythm lodged within the recesses of her wild mind,bringing to lifethe sweet melodiesof Mother Earth.Soft lips sing the truth of the world
Her eyes sparkled like onyx
But her head was bald
She walked slow but steady
Wasn't sure about life but she was ready
And she
Was beautiful
He lost half his face in the blast
The Words of a Lonely One
The words you so often hear
"Be strong, be confident"
They don't mean anything to the lonely ones
I like to keep to myself because i don't want to hurt other
Except for my family people think they can read me but
They only see and know what i want them to I myself am
All I wanted was to feel wanted.
I thought you felt the same way, but the feeling wasn't mutual.
If anything, it probably never was.
Out of it all, I was probably a piece of ass.
I feel like that.
That pale greyish wisp of ash that crumbles beneath the slightest touch,
That's been consumed by a ravenous fire that first caressed
Then incinerated every fiber of it's being.
I feel like that.
Has a person ever seen such darkness?
What makes this real?
Tender kisses and blind movements,
All just to feel.
I'm so confused
The hurt inside me is so surreal
I can't escape it
It just follows me constantly
Growing, growing
I feel myself suffocating
I just want to be good enough
Stranger in a crowded room
Fate continues to weave at the loom
Your entire life mapped in one tapestry
And you stand alone, helplessly
You begin to wonder,
Must I be alone forever?
I've struggled for so long.
I'm sure this is the worst pain ever,
And it was my fault all along.
You know, I loved you- I truly did.
You say I didn't but I can promise you.
You talk a great deal about your struggles.
You pin them up like badges of honor
when really you are a coward hiding in the corner
behind those "friends" you deem your pawns.
On her arm, not in pen, lady writes a phrase, not the most safe way, but with a razor blade. she feels like no one loves her, no point to be on earth, we know that it’s the opposite, but she’ll never know her worth.
I live beneath you.
I wade in the shallow end of your steps.
I don’t understand you,
Far as I may follow.
I know you don’t see me,
You don’t know who I am.
You’re eyes show nothing, hide nothing.
They fill us up with lies
They pull down the blinds
And are the cause
Of our sad demise
These voices and their venom
Slowly poison us to death
And in time we become
It all started one day
she got threatened, got made to do something she didn’t want to do
thought it would get better, but no, it stayed the same
WHAT’S WRONG?
DO YOU REALLY WANT TO KNOW?
ANYTHING I’M FEELING
YOU’LL JUST USE AGAINST ME DOWN THE ROAD.
I KNOW I’M NOT ENTITLED
TO FEEL ANYTHING BUT PAIN.
I’M DESTINED TO BE ALONE.
