Dear self,
I don't know if I love you or hate you, because you're a fucking bitch. I know that. You're a stupid fucking idiot. I hate you so fucking much. You tried to kill me. Do you know how it feels? To have someone hate you with their entire existence? I'm someone you want dead. I'm someone you want to kill. I hate you because I love you; I can't bring myself to hate that I hate you/that you hate me. You're a spoiled selfish little shit. I know spitting out obscene profanities will do nothing for me, but I just want you to know that I hate you because I love you. Can you believe how stupid I am? To love someone that hates me. I always knew you liked logic over emotions, even though you always chose emotion over logic. I just want you to shut up all the time, because every time you open your mouth you always ruin the moment. You could've done better. This is why I haunt your life. You could've tried harder. This is what I still shout at you. Can't you tell me that it's toxic? Can't you tell me to stop? Why can't you just fucking love me back? Why do you hate me so much? I don't understand, self. Tell me. Let me know. Please.
I hate you so fucking much,
self
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Depressing Poems
PoetryA collection of poems focusing on the topic of depression. TW: Includes topic of depression and self-harm, includes profanity.
