Hate Self Poems

small baby steps, one at a time
take us to our destination
ladder of life let’s slowly climb
at peace in tranquil cessation

we dwell in form by night...

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Please don’t hate me
Don’t debate me
And you damn sure
won’t underrate me

Cause I’m here now
Gonna show you how
I can rise above
What you dish out

You call my...

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The extermination of my self-identity
comes easy when taken from the tongue.

Words hanging in the balance,
breathe in the air in which they are strung.

Wrap tightly around...

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Spelling, syllable count, vanity, too simple, Simon! Be prolific, cruel, smart, up to par, above the bar, fit for the stage. Tap, tap, tap…
—by poet

The...

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I read book dedications and cry.
Nostalgia burns worse than
the words you used to speak.
I've been the problem child since
—well, ever.
A self-fulfilling prophecy.

Isn't it ironic,
my diamond...

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Each day I stand before the glass,
A meeting where truths unmask.
She waits for me with patient eyes,
Reflecting what I oft despise.
She shows me depths I...

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There’s this voice that echoes inside of me,in the pit of my soul
He has long sharp nails, with which he tears down the walls of...

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Body rejects itself,
Bone-dry and like a furnace,
It burns alive, kill
It is sand, dead

Dig two graves,
Refuse to rot,
This isn’t revenge.

Hate the body,
It’s nothing but problematic.

One ear...

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living in my truth without hesitation or regret
dispelling lies and betrayal that I surely outwit
living in my truth without malice revenge or hate
forgiving all of...

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You used to hold me
Kiss my cheeks 
Love me without any hate
Feed me sliced grapes

I don’t remember those days
I find memories I buried 
Locked up...

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I would assist you to be smarter and wiser 
Knowing virtues of being solitude is safer

You will have chances to adore your world 
Where has...

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I in truth love me
sure each one of us knew that
since "love me" loves come
without real true self-love,
no others love, things and men

love makes me...

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Within the shadows of darkened lanes and alleys, 

There i dwell hidden from sight ,sounds and smell, 

Humankind knows me not walk away as if...

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the soul
that thinks it has a right to my body.
Ungrateful—
it does nothing but complain.

And really, what right does it have?
It has it too good—so good
that,...

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In Considerations
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Selfish life is so now too, completing me but mostly you. All the hell you put me through, clever lists of “wish I knew”....

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