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Right now,
I hate myself.
I hate everything about me.
I hate that I'm not beautiful,
I hate that I don't feel special,
I hate that I hate myself,
I hate everything about me.
I feel like I have,
This ball of depression,
Pushing down on the top of my lungs,
And my spine.
I don't know what to do,
It makes me feel sick.
And all I want to do,
Is vomit up my emotions.
And I have these notions,
That life isn't worth living,
When you're not living life,
But what is worth living life for?
I feel as if I have this fog,
Covering my brain,
And blinding my eyes,
And I hate it.
I hate feeling like no one cares,
I hate feeling like I've fixed me,
Just to find myself breaking apart.
I hate not knowing exactly how I feel and why,
Because it's all some tangled web.
I hate feeling like I'm going insane,
And there's nothing I can do to stop it.
I hate crying,
and how weak it makes me feel.
I hate feeling like I should be dying,
When my heart doesn't seem to care.
I hate people asking me what's wrong,
Because they're curious,
Not because they actually care.
I hate that when I look in the mirror,
All I can see is this broken wreck of my former self,
Who isn't anything like the person I want to be.
I hate that I never feel good enough,
And that I'm a failure to myself and everyone around me.
I hate that I'm always sick,
And that I never really feel perfectly good.
And if I do,
Someone is always waiting patiently,
To crush it, along with my heart.
I hate having my emotions chase me,
Just to find out I'm chasing them,
And they're leading me in a circle.
I hate it when people tell me something,
But they know they don't really mean it.
And I hate it when people won't admit,
Exactly how they feel,
Because they're just too afraid.
I hate people who have to make stupid jokes,
Every chance they get,
Because they can't handle how they feel.
I hate feeling like I'm the only one on earth,
Who understands how I feel,
Or who even cares.
I hate feeling this way,
And I hate hating everything.
I hate writing poetry,
And then feeling like it's faulty,
Just like me.
I hate being told to be positive,
When I hate it.
©2005-2009 ~ryu-ni-bara
:iconryu-ni-bara:

Author's Comments

Akkocchi mam avadhi mam – ajini mam ahasi me |
Ye tam upanayhanti – veram tesam nasammati |
|
Who bear within them enmity – "He has abused and beaten me |
defeated me and plundered me" – hate is not allayed for them. |
|
Akkocchi mam avadhi mam – ajini mam ahasi me |
Ye tam na upanayhanti – veram tesupasammati |
|
Who bear within no enmity – "He has abused and beaten me |
defeated me and plundered me" – hate is quite allayed for them. |
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I don't really mean for this poem to be published and loved, it was just me seriously need to vent. This is how it came out.

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:iconlela1989:
:clap: That was so good. How nice does it feel to vent yourself! :clap:







~*DoNt LeT anYoNe MaKe YoU FeEl InfeRiOr*~
:iconryu-ni-bara:
*laugh* Thanks, I'm really glad you liked, and yeah, it feels -real- nice. *grin*

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I'm not mean. You're just a sissy.

Frank: you should see what i have to do to make them say i'll have your babies
:iconnteg8tiondenyd:
this was good. very honest. i'm faving

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:iconryu-ni-bara:
Thanks tons for the fave :)

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"Rise like Lions after slumber
In unvaquishable number.
Shake your chains to earth like dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you-
Ye are many--they are few."

Percy Bysshe Shelley
:iconnteg8tiondenyd:
np. thanks for making it lol =]

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Just Love Me
:iconmyu-chan99:
wooow really nice...I like how its sooo honest...keep it up
:iconryu-ni-bara:
Thank you :)

--
"Rise like Lions after slumber
In unvaquishable number.
Shake your chains to earth like dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you-
Ye are many--they are few."

Percy Bysshe Shelley
:iconnociception:
sometimes it feels just like this, incredible :+fav:
:icongorolotha:
This is awesome I love what you put into this; the emotion in this is just amazing. And judging by this it seems you really did need to vent. And now if you don't mind I am going to favorite this.
:iconryu-ni-bara:
Thanks :) Glad you like, and yes I did

--
"Rise like Lions after slumber
In unvaquishable number.
Shake your chains to earth like dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you-
Ye are many--they are few."

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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