It amazes me how some of the worst thoughts of self doubt
Haven't come from a misfire in love
But in the lack of embrace from my friends
No smiling faces
Or even a cold knife in the back
Instead a trauma of my own design
Created from the isolation I absorb
Suddenly its not choosing to be alone
But excluded from the pictures
The evening meet ups, the grocery shopping together
The after school clubs and study groups
I build walls of questions and tears
On my own island of self loathing
Is my personality faulted?
Why do you ignore my messages?
I gave you love and support
Space and compassion
Yet you go to dinner and play video games with everyone else
You couldn't even acknowledge me
I don't exist
People think its the extreme emotions that hurt the most
But its the lack of feeling which cuts deepest
The loneliness.
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Dog Collar
PoetryA collection of poetry. This ranges from love to abuse, nothing is pretty or perfect but wholeheartedly honest. This just a processing of life events that otherwise I couldn't explain.
