It is awful to feel sickened by the thought of myself
So is sobbing in the bathtub while the water hits my body
And soon my tears blend with the dirty water.
It is awful to ad kid mirrors and to always look down
To hid from who I would see if I did.
It is awful to scream into my pillows every night
Hoping no one will hear the cries
Or staining my wrists with sharpie
To remind myself to stop eating
An to stop being me.
Or living in my dreams of other people's lives
Than facing the reality of mine
Self-hate is awful
But so am I.
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Sickened By Own Self!
PoetryIt's not easy to look at a mirror and feel sick because of what you see!
