Never Ending Cycle

Self Loathing

Never Ending Cycle



This life wrapped in disappointments

This life dressed in shame

These demons have surfaced

Hands red with blame


There comes a time to realize

You’re not who you tried to be

All the dreams you set on high

Forever lost at sea


Thoughts are a constant battle

Inside your own four walls

Questioning everything you’ve done

And if you’re worth anything at all


No longer in control

Drowning with the rain

Never more certain

That I’ve never been sane








Author's Notes/Comments: 

..demons within.

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allets's picture

I've Never Been

who I tried to be, messed that up so I have to be who I am - the rest is up to those I meet (accept/reject) because this is it - if not accepted - fine there are 8 bllion other people on the planet - enjoyed the serious tone of this write ~allets~




truthintragedies's picture

It's funny how, being a

It's funny how, being a disappointment to yourself is worse then disappointing anyone else. I've come to realize, like you said, I have to be who I am and the people in my life that don't stick around, oh well. Thanks for the read and comment. :)

**if it's an eye for an eye, then we'll all go blind.**

truthintragedies's picture

Thank you!!

Thanks for taking the time to read some of my writing. Means a lot to me :)

**if it's an eye for an eye, then we'll all go blind.**

RockofShades's picture

Loved It

I really loved that last stanza.  Great write!