The Final Stretch

It's terribly easy to hate yourself

It's terribly easy to hate yourself by tingtamtam

© 2013

I'm not perfect.

I hurt myself in the early morning,

Mentally and physically.

It's a cry for help that only the city lights hear -

Barely flickering in response.

I go deeper in 

The labyrinth I've built for myself.

I manage to get lost and

find comfort and pain 

(at least I can feel pain),

in knowing no one can find me.

But that doesn't last long

I go back to hating myself pretty soon. 

It's the only thing I know.