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Diluted

diluted
memories ..shattered
mirrors that reflect
and leave me yearning

what is it that I have become?
Why am I sinking?
What is self-worth ?
How can I love myself

when I have never been worth loving
to anyone
by anyone
I  hate everyone

.. Where is the love I crave in return?


Deep passion
that longs to be released
so tired of hiding
burying myself in my own scarred skin

so hard to breath
when all I ever do is need
am I so selfish
to not realize that I am no better than you?

an echo
..you are

as I sink into time

just a memory

of what could of been

what decays beneath my heated flesh

Author notes

I often ponder who I am and I find myself think that I am nothingness, that I don't deserve to love or be loved.. Do I? Or am I just selfish.. and meant to long for what I have lost or never had?
Written June 5th, 2006

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  • Rented Emotion
    August 3, 2006
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    TRENT IS MY IDOL!! thanks so much for commenting. This isn't one of my best works. I prefer downward spiral.


  • August 3, 2006
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    I think these things about myself as well at times. And so do a lot of people, obviously Trent Reznor does as his song Hurt explains that clearly in parts of it. Great write. ♥ Tink


  • dutch2lips gold member
    June 6, 2006
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    Every being has a right to love, has a right to find it.
    Lady this is a heartfelt poem that showed fragments of your life and the sheer sorrow portrayed makes me want to tell .... I don't know you but I do feel a warm affection for you and your always present wit just by the exchange of comments we have had.
    Please you have a right to be loved like every human being. Stand proud, stand tall lady!


  • LonesomeAngel
    June 6, 2006
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    Wow girl this some some deep writing, going so deep into your soul. i think it is mind blowing how you pour your soul onto the page and it turns into art! i can relate to this too as so many times i have found myself sitting by myself pondering all the same things, but the problem is that there is never anyone there to give you the answers that you're looking for....
    night owl