Guys, meet Insecurity
He has been my best friend
I don't know since when
He was there for me
Whenever I needed him the least.
My ignorance of our friendship
For years or maybe a decade
Made him realise
To do something interesting
He got his other friend,
Depression to meet me.
Ofcourse, he rarely met anyone
Without his close friend, Loneliness
So we four met for the first time
When I was 16,
It has never been the same
We four hang out the most
Especially during the night.
Mind you, they were always there
For me, whenever I cried
With or without any reason
Maybe due to any of the three
But they were there for me.
They wanted me to be
Only their friend
Maybe that's why,
They overreacted whenever
I met some human.
Anger was hibernating the whole time
Now he was wide awake
He was the most powerful of them all
Whenever he took control,
I felt nothing, thought nothing,
Except red.
God has been so generous,
He gave me such companions
Who never left me in my hard times
But ofcourse, went for a temporary trip
When they felt I was happier
That's how a rebellious teen was born.
Now that after a really long dip
In my tender life of seventeen years
I felt the need to start over at college
Make some friends ofcourse,
Without ignoring such kind friendships.
I guess they realised
'Sharing is caring', is not their motto
So to regain their full independence
They asked their friend, Anxiety for help
Him being a considerate being,
Agreed to befriend me next.
Later I slowly realised
I had a lot of friends but no human friends
Because a lot of others had joined me
Stress, Trust issues, Suicidal thoughts
And a lot of others had joined.
If they were humans
I could practically throw a party
Without inviting anyone to it
As these gentle and benevolent beings
Never ever thought of leaving me
Even for a second.
Now that I'm eighteen
And I have committed a thousand mistakes
They thought of the best remedy
Which I feel they shouldn't have thought
Just when I thought
I was getting used to my closest friends
They surprised me with their moody friend
When we all got together previously
He came in slowly, Self-Hatred.
YOU ARE READING
Feelings
PoesiaIt just envelopes my feelings. I hope to mostly add poetry but some pages might be different too. Feelings can be good or bad. Every time I have any escalated, I'll add up something in it. So, READ AT YOUR RISK!
