Oh, self-loathing,
My constant friend,
You're my companion,
To the bitter end.
You cling to me,
Like a shadow in the night,
Too strong to run from,
Too hard to fight.
You feed on my soul,
You dim my light,
And leave me numb,
Without any might.
I hate you,
Yet I cannot let you go,
You're part of me,
I've come to know.
We dance this dance,
A sad ballet,
I'm getting tired,
Everyday.
Until we part,
I'll hold my ground,
And try to hear a different sound.
The voice of love,
Of hope,
Of peace,
My heart is telling me to release.
I'll take your lessons,
But not your pain,
For I want to live,
Not just remain.
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It's All In My Head
PoetryDeep inside the depths of melancholy and vulnerability, where every word holds the weight of a thousand unspoken truths, discover secrets only whispered by those who have embraced their own sorrows. Embrace the power of emotions as you immerse yours...
