Brutal words like whips that cut me
Sounding deep within my mind
Bitter taste of blood that chokes me
Swallowed words that never sound
Words that run in rampant circles
Taunting laughter fills my mind
My head, it hurts, it's so incessant
Whispers never seem to stop
My nails, they gouge, and rip, and tear
But nothing seems to bring my silence
Nothing ever seems to help me
I hurt myself to make them stop
I hate to hear their remonstrations
Everything they say is true
You're bad, you're wrong, you stupid girl
Trying is for failures
I hate to hear their soothing voices
But yet, I hate the silence even more
Author notes
For awhile, I was dealing with pretty bad depression, and this poem describes how I felt most of the time. I was always so angry any time I made a mistake or did something I didn't like, and I was literally my own worst critic.
Written September 4th, 2006
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Very intense.
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I agree. The last line is brilliant..wow im speechless......very awesome is right.
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Very well written
Whoa...I love the last line. That definately just gave me goosebumps. Very awesome.
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