I Hate Me…

The silence suddenly breaks into noises,
Noises in my head, tormenting voices;
Discouraging and depressing, they speak,
Causing me to fall weak, I weep.

The feeling of hope drowns in sorrowful notions;
Hollows of my heart flood with emotions…
I’ve grown weary, hateful and depressed,
Self-loathing has me having myself to resent.

My best is never good enough;
Chains of depression keep me chained and cuffed…
My soul is scarred by wounds from all these memories,
Good memories causing me pain and agony.

I don’t know what it’s like
To honestly say I’m happy with a smile;
But I understand the feeling that invades slowly
When I truthfully confess ‘I hate me’ …