The Obsessional Haters Can't Reach Me

Santajah Douglass

There are so many haters, spewing their venom with pride,

But their words can’t touch me, for I won’t let them reside

In the sanctuary I’ve built around my soul,

Where their toxicity can never take its toll.

 

Obsessed with me, they watch my every move,

As if my mere existence exposes some hidden truth,

But I see through their jealous eyes, their twisted game,

And I refuse to let their drama tarnish my name.

 

It’s almost funny, their futile attempts to break me,

For I walk my walk, with strength and dignity,

I stride forward, unapologetically me,

And I don’t care if everyone remembers my name, you see.

 

Because it’s not the masses I seek to impress,

But the ones who truly matter, whose love I possess,

The ones who see me for who I truly am,

Unfazed by the haters and their spiteful scam.

 

There may be another version of me out there,

A hidden identity I’ve yet to discover and share,

But for now, I revel in the person I’ve become,

Embracing my flaws, my strengths, and all that I’ve done.

 

No shame lies within the things I choose to do,

For I do them with a confidence that’s tried and true,

I don’t seek validation or the world’s applause,

Just the contentment that comes with staying true to my cause.

 

I refuse to be trapped in the weight of cruelty,

In your mean-spiritedness and vile fakery,

I rise above the darkness, for the stars have taught me well,

That even in the depths, I can emerge and swell.

 

For I love the world I have built, piece by piece,

With resilience and hope, my worries release,

The stars have dealt with the dark sky, it's true,

But they still shine bright, and so can I too.

 

And there’s a beautiful woman, not a little girl,

But a force of nature, the best this world can unfurl,

She loves fiercely and lives with an open heart,

A living testament to the truest form of art.

 

She doesn’t let the naysayers dim her shine,

For she knows her worth, her worth is divine,

In a world where judgment lurks in every corner,

She navigates through, becoming even warmer.

 

So, let the haters hate, let the obsessed remain,

In their bitterness and envy, trapped in their own pain,

For I am free, soaring above their petty game,

In this world I’ve built, where true beauty will always reign.

 

My mind allows me to express my thoughts,

Without the constraints of rhymes and taunts.

It gives me the freedom to explore and contemplate,

To embrace my emotions and let them resonate.

 

So, remember my name or let it fade away,

It matters not, for I’ll continue to sway,

To the rhythm of the universe, the beat of my heart,

Knowing in my being, I’ve played my part.

 

This poem may be long, with words aplenty,

But its essence lies not in its length, but in its integrity,

For within the lines, a message lies clear,

To love oneself fiercely and let go of fear.

 

So, to all the haters and the obsessed who peer,

Your negativity can’t dim the light that’s here,

For I love the person I’ve become, strong and free,

And that’s all that matters, eternally.

  • Author: Santajah Douglass (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 7th, 2024 17:00
  • Category: Reflection
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Comments1

  • Nubianpoet

    I enjoyed the read. Keep writing!😉



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