Nomatter how I look at it,
its still the same.
I hate myself.
How could I say this in vain?
I Hate myself.
Siriously,
Is there something wrong with my brain?!
Nomatter how many times I don't think about it, it still consumes my life.
How could something like this make me so insane.
Before I thought anxiety wasn't real.
Untill, for the first time, it was my turn to deal.
Its not nothing. I have never felt a pain ao real.
I hate myself,... But thats not the problem.
The problem is, I was wrong.
As usual l, I break into song.
I hate myself. I do. "SHUT UP STUPID BRAIN! WHAT ELSE IS NEW?!"
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Poems I have wrote
PoetryThese are,... From A very dark time in my life. Its true I have not yet recovered from the insufferable pain that is anxiety,... But, I WANT PPL TO UNDERSTAND, THAT THIS PAIN,... *IS* A deisese, nomatter how hard u fight, its just there, along with...
