I hate myself sometimes
I'm not kidding...
I hate myself sometimes, well, to be honest, most times. I despise the way I say what I feel; instead of think before I relay. I fucking loathe how my condition makes me feel this way. I spew hurtful things when I can't efficiently manage my emotions in a better way. Ergo, they end up saying to me, precisely what they think of me. Articulated with Spartan-like force in the most Achillean of tones, which cut so deeply, I felt the blood from the wound sting down to my bones.
And I fell silent.
Even the misfiring neurons in my head went quiet.
©I.M. xo
(MMXX)
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©I.M. "That Girl," Inure Muse
Hi! I'm "That Girl Muse," author, artist, muse, poet, surrealist and spirit guide, who uses creativity as a means to heal the mind. Each poem's a lil' bit of Inure Muse's story @Find_the_muse & support my work. You can also book me online!
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