It is a whirlwind life of never ending self hatred,
consuming every bit of life that you once thought you owned,
no one stays when they should,
loneliness swallows you up into an abyss of darkness and ridicule,
love is lost, but fought for in all the wrong places at all the wrong times,
you can’t know anything for certain,
although an empty life, it is too crowded.
with substance, without sustenance,
no nutrition in living.
release, relief, the only thing concrete.
you can count on feeling better after it,
if you catch my drift; that is.
as we crumble down,
to the dust and dirt that we walk on,
all you have is yourself and your fixations.
Hey there,
I just wanted to say that this has to be the most beautiful poem that I have ever read.
I extremely relate to this part:
“It is a whirlwind life of never ending self hatred,
consuming every bit of life that you once thought you owned,
no one stays when they should,
loneliness swallows you up into an abyss of darkness and ridicule,
love is lost, but fought for in all the wrong places at all the wrong times,”
It just wraps up pretty much everything that has happened to me so far. Especially “no one stays when they should.”
I really hope that you can end this cycle, because it isn’t helping you. I wish that I could make you and everybody else who is faced with this feel what I feel now, the new hope. 2010 is a new year, a new start. Don’t get it tainted like we all tainted last year.
Please stay strong.
Staystrong.
I am staying strong, have been staying strong.
I’ve fought my fight and continue the battle everyday.
Thoughts just surround me all the time and I know my outlet is writing.
Words are just my passion and the poems that I post aren’t particularly always relevent to me.
I have an enomous amount of hope, especially for this new year.
Thank you for your kind words and wishes.