Hate Myself [A Poem]
~~This is a poem I wrote while sick and off of my medication. I don't want to edit it too much since now that I'm on my meds again, I'm not on the same wavelength. ~~
My words are machine gun blasts
I can't stop no matter how hard you ask
Tear a hole in me until I can't see
Feel free to see the end of me
Practice in the mirror laughing at my jokes
Sketching a smile in painted strokes
Pinching pink satin wishing it would fade
Stretching the folds back, do as I bade
Voices telling me its time I go away
Other voices begging me to stay
Practice in the mirror laughing at my pain
Sketching over lines in my head again
I have clean teeth but a dirty mind
A deep well even I can't find
It chews on my insides as I chew my lip
Clever darling doesn't let anything slip
Practice in the mirror laughing in my eyes
Sketching a subtle sense of surprise.
Hate myself today, but that's nothing new
Hate myself today, but that's nothing new.
My words are machine gun blasts
I can't stop no matter how hard you ask
Tear a hole in me until I can't see
Feel free to see the end of me
Practice in the mirror laughing at my jokes
Sketching a smile in painted strokes
Pinching pink satin wishing it would fade
Stretching the folds back, do as I bade
Voices telling me its time I go away
Other voices begging me to stay
Practice in the mirror laughing at my pain
Sketching over lines in my head again
I have clean teeth but a dirty mind
A deep well even I can't find
It chews on my insides as I chew my lip
Clever darling doesn't let anything slip
Practice in the mirror laughing in my eyes
Sketching a subtle sense of surprise.
Hate myself today, but that's nothing new
Hate myself today, but that's nothing new.
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