Self-sabotage
Self-sabotage; it’s all I know.
There is no way I am letting anybody get close.
Self-sabotage; it’s all I have got.
If you want my love then I will be sure to be gone.
Why try to love me? I can’t be loved.
Why try to like me? I have given up.
Why try to talk to me when I am mute?
Self-sabotage because I could love you.
I am a broken record who totally ignores,
Any possibility of ever being loved.
Say I am bored, when inside it burns to the core.
There is nothing in this world that is purely good.
Holding on to losing hope.
Sun still shines even when it snows.
In love with misery; happy with apathy.
So full of nothing; love being empty.
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Aa Harvey (
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Comments1
Are all your poems like this? I dare not look.
You are here. So having found yourself in this situation (Life, that is} have a look around - the possibilities are infinite. Laugh at it. I mostly find this life (the actuality of being here) a big joke.
If all else fails , get some CBT in to you.
Take care, Dave
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