I find trouble in loving myself

I am a danger to my own reflection
blinded by self hatred
and a lack of affection
sincerest is my objection
to a portrait in which I am beautiful

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Not actively editing

About the Author

Favorite Poets: William Shakespeare, Emily Dickinson, Oscar Wilde, Homer, Charlotte Bronte

Comments

Geezer

2 years 10 months ago

Whoa...

couldn't be plainer than that! What's up? I hope that's not how you really feel. I see a person that needs a friend. Someone that will tell you that you are a valuable being, someone who is worth something. How about this for a start? This is a good piece of poetry! Short and to the point, but a worthy piece of work. ~ Geezer.
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anonymus

2 years 10 months ago

Thank you...

Do not let this poem influence your opinions of me, despite my confidence, I am soulful and full of words that need to be expelled from my thoughts. I have found a home for them here. Thank you for your compliment regarding my writing, I enjoy reading yours just as well!

Rosewood Apothecary

2 years 10 months ago

I second that

You write beautifully. I think I know what the turmoil inside might feel like. I’m no stranger. You needn’t be either. If you seek support you will find it here. My inbox is open. Don’t hesitate.

Welcome to the site
Stay and write with us,

Tim

anonymus

2 years 10 months ago

I recongise fimiliarity

I recongise fimiliarity within your words, the turmoil inside is true and raw. Thank you for your kind comment, and let it be the same, you to me.

Lavender

2 years 10 months ago