You useless fuck, get a job, whats your problem?
I’m trying, I think, but I feel out of options
It’s all in your head! Be a man, play your position!
I sit unmoving, heart valves pounding like pistons
No one respects you, you’re fat and you’re useless!
I wish I was you, so cunning, so ruthless
This voice in my head which keeps tearing me down
I try to stand up but there’s no solid ground
I tumble and twirl, no sense and no meaning
Just hatred and anger, turned inward, demeaning
- Author: SiegD ( Offline)
- Published: October 12th, 2023 16:34
- Comment from author about the poem: I am depressed and having panic attacks and wrote some words about it
- Category: Sad
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