Insecurities

They consume me

Push me over

And hold me down

They hover above me

Soak my day

And ruin my mood

They scrape down into my wounds

Rip what is left of me

And laugh as I dismiss them

Just as they creep up behind me

Silence grips me

A cold comfort I force myself into

They crash into my dreams

Hectic and sharp

And tear through my delusions

They slash down to my tiny naked self

Break down all my walls

And wait until I look from afar

I hate what I’ve become

Hate what I see

And envy what I dream

They shoot me down

Impossibilities

Spinning wildly

Incapability

Pinning my muse down

Waving my motivation out of the way

Putting out the fire that burns inside

Author notes

*gurgle*
Written April 12th, 2005

By me, right now

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velvet
May 9, 2005
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im working toward getting over them... slowly. but ive realized you should forget your bad qualities, and emphasize your good ones yay! thx again
Spartacus
May 8, 2005
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Yeah insecurities suck and can really control our lives. You did a great job of showing this. "They slash down to my tiny naked self" How true this is. The spacing of each line also makes for a smooth read. Good job on this.
Alissa Ann
April 12, 2005
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Don't you just hate being insecure? I'm exactly like this and could really relate to your poem. I like the form of it as I'm really starting to enjoy reading free-versey things! Hehe. Thanks so much for sharing this and I hope you can get over your insecurities! Take care!

--YoungUnwanted