Poetry

Stupid

Im so stupid for trying to become something im not

Screaming at myself for that thought

just get lost

or have you forgot

That your the stupid one.

I am you.

I am your mind

I talk to you whenever you are free or have the time

I Am the You that you want to control

The being of your soul that you wont let go

Your the stupid one

For trying to rely on me

Im the one that gives you pain

Stop trying to love me.

Im the hate in your heart

stop trying to hug me

I am the tears in your soul

Stop trying to console me

I am your jealously

You dont ever help me

You dont like to console me

No

You come to me and cry as you stare directly in my eyes

Why?

Your tears are useless to me

To all of us

Your love is useless

Stop trying to love the parts of yourself that you hate

Please...

Before you get hurt.

-Masked C

 *In a way, i like to look at emotions in the sense that they are D.I.D. (Dissociative identity disorder (DID) is a severe condition in which two or more distinct identities, or personality states, are present in—and alternately take control of—an individual. ... The disturbance is not due to the direct psychological effects of a substance or of a general medical condition.) -Dictionary

My emotions to me talk to me through writing. I feel them. I hear them. And i want to help them. They are me. I am made up of them. We rely on eachother. I wont ever abandon an emotion just because it serves no purpose. I forgive them. I learn from them. And now i love them. This is how you learn to love yourself*