Hate Self Poems

O look in the mirror
Who stares back is never the same
We should change
Not stagnate
Yet I see different people
Those who I am proud of
Ashamed
Disgusted
Hate
Despise
I never know...

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I can't seem to escape; there's no safe place.
Pills that only numbs the pain and the echoes still play their silly little games.
This is my...

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This harsh light, back on you
Piercingly cruel aimed
Is of no sun, though it burns
In heart, as hot yes?

And however thickly
Shaded, walled off are
For protection, there's...

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Teenagers just love baggy clothes 
It covers secrets we don't want people to know 
Secrets of our bodies that we despise 
That plague our minds...

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Hey you
You that looks like me
I'm supposed to leave you be
And expect the same for me
But the powers that be
Want you to hate me
And for...

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There are so many trapped
and tortured souls in this 
desolate place.
We are ghosts, screaming for freedom,
darklings, crying for light.
Never sure how to grasp onto
something invisible,
without...

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it's about to hit midnight.
I'm in the bath crying. I'm crying not because the cuts 
I just made sting like mad as I hit the...

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I cannot touch the stars without a distant grace
Distance looms so close its breath fogs up my eyes
Clear glass that dims with passing time until...

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No man nor beast can survive,
In a climate meant to deprive.
Barren of hope and loss of scope,
Where no one gets out alive.

Seeking a place to...

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I've stopped thinking that you hate me
I have now realized that you can not look at me eye to eye
because you can't stand your own...

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in this world of power 
she is a hurt kind that seeks closure
walking into a city of love
where instead of being loved being liked is...

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I grabbed fear firmly by the hand and said sternly to it, let us go.
Fear struggled to get free from my grasp, for it knew...

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Pity Party

I have this funny habit
And I don’t know what to do
I have this hurtful habit
That formed when I was two

True to toddler fashion
When denied...

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Arrows                 

I went looking for validation
‘Cuz I doubted what...

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T’was “a day that will live in infamy”
January sixth twenty twenty-one
“The Other America” waved its flag
Her darker brothers witness the privilege
On a daily basis throughout...

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