I love everyone in my life but myself
but I nag constantly within
I am always on my crap list
always making a list of things to do
yet never motivated enough to even start
let alone even finish if I do start
I never seem good enough
even when everyone says I am
I am married and have a son
yet I love everyone in my life but myself
who can shake me from this mess
I know the source
a childhood gone wrong
and it has been a struggle to get away from it
I need to be the person I want to be
who is never insecure
and can finish everything
but my feelings are trapped within
the loudest they have ever come out
is right here on paper
and yet I keep this ditty in a book
where no one knows it exists except me
I am a mess
I want to cry all the time
but if I do it will make my baby sad
and my husband concerned
oh god, I do not know why I type this
a poem of my thoughts
will it help
who knows
Author notes
My thoughts after I gave birth to my son. I was severely depressed and it took a bit to realize it. Postpartum is not fun.
Written July 24th, 2004
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Very deep
This poem is very personal. I love the way you write...I could never free style like that. This poem is also able to relate to a variety of people, which I find to be an important asset to poetry. Wonderful!
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Wonderfully written!
I am not married, and I do not have any children, but this speaks to me. It is like I am reading about myself.
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great poem! i'm sorry that you felt so unloved and crappy about yourself after giving birth. i hope it got better. Good job
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I know exactly how you feel I am young and I dont have a son or husband but your poem reminds me of me I also recently wrote something letting out almost everything I never had the guts to tell anybody well anyways good job and dont stop your great writes!
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