Poems about Self Worth and Self Esteem
#SelfWorth
Poems about self worth, self confidence and self esteem. Here you'll find poems about self worth and self respect, and what it means to believe in your own worth and abilities.
Self-Esteem
A woman standing in the mirror yelling,
"Where were you when I needed you?!"
"Where were you when I needed you?!"
#fear
#identity
#minimalist
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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Positivitly Blind Chasing Ghosts
there’s no
finishing line
up ahead
The road
is never ending
with teeth bared
the hounds are chasing
In the distance
there’s a storm
and a burning bridge
just another obstacle
i find in my way
how do I say
goodbye
to the doubts
hhey have become
old friends
each whisper
has me second guessing
every step
i make towards
a happy ending
so my actions
end up being
worthless
who’s gonna
catch my fall
who thinks
I’m worthy...
finishing line
up ahead
The road
is never ending
with teeth bared
the hounds are chasing
In the distance
there’s a storm
and a burning bridge
just another obstacle
i find in my way
how do I say
goodbye
to the doubts
hhey have become
old friends
each whisper
has me second guessing
every step
i make towards
a happy ending
so my actions
end up being
worthless
who’s gonna
catch my fall
who thinks
I’m worthy...
#apathy
#depression
#emptiness
#MentalHealth
#SelfWorth
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love me, I'm not real
Add some words to a bucket
and throw them at me
I'll find something unreal in there
tell myself this narrative will stick
like this real world hallucination
isn't all in my head
I colour in the threads of history
embroider them in red
pretend we mattered
because we did
we did
we did
...
didn't we?
If I was any more whipped
I'd be in pieces on the floor
carved up in a macarbe feast
for your particular tastes
So splay me open
inspect these unseen parts of me
it's...
and throw them at me
I'll find something unreal in there
tell myself this narrative will stick
like this real world hallucination
isn't all in my head
I colour in the threads of history
embroider them in red
pretend we mattered
because we did
we did
we did
...
didn't we?
If I was any more whipped
I'd be in pieces on the floor
carved up in a macarbe feast
for your particular tastes
So splay me open
inspect these unseen parts of me
it's...
#SelfWorth
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Sometimes we forget
Through this life we are always facing ghostly hard times, when we start to find ourselves in battle, with things.that we can't control from happening, but yet it's life. 😭 THAT will break us down and destroy the deepness in our heart and lives, that comes from out of certain real life circumstances that just becomes more, than we can tolerate yet that is still life. For sure it's very necessary to understand, that there is an aura of understanding, that shakes up the nonsense, trying to make sense of it as we, exchange our own personal feelings and thoughts of emotions, and genuine...
#metaphor
#philosophical
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#StreamOfConsciousness
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The Rotten Tree
what i carry
behind the veil
is more
a silent wail
of known despair
a mind
beyond repair
inside judge and jury
all thoughts
like puree
rattling of
old bones
glass shattered
by stones
one sided
conversations
about destroying
creation
no tears shed
for the darkness
in my head
ring that
leper bell
welcome
back hell
see what's
become of me
a rotten tree
behind the veil
is more
a silent wail
of known despair
a mind
beyond repair
inside judge and jury
all thoughts
like puree
rattling of
old bones
glass shattered
by stones
one sided
conversations
about destroying
creation
no tears shed
for the darkness
in my head
ring that
leper bell
welcome
back hell
see what's
become of me
a rotten tree
#identity
#MentalHealth
#SelfWorth
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9 Comments
Turn Me Clockwise
I'm still me
I am me
Even in this wasteland
I am still who I try to be
But in recourse
The many days
Spread far and thin
I've lost who I was
But deep inside
Deep down
In the dark
Behind the hide
Behind the eyes
Of sin
Distrust
And fading spirit
I am still me.
Even in doubts
Even in many rebounds
Of affection
Of depending need
I am where I used to be
In the dark surreal corner
Trapped within ...
I am me
Even in this wasteland
I am still who I try to be
But in recourse
The many days
Spread far and thin
I've lost who I was
But deep inside
Deep down
In the dark
Behind the hide
Behind the eyes
Of sin
Distrust
And fading spirit
I am still me.
Even in doubts
Even in many rebounds
Of affection
Of depending need
I am where I used to be
In the dark surreal corner
Trapped within ...
#dark
#SelfWorth
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The Good, Bad & Ugly: Me
#identity
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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Collage Art - Not Pretty - What I Do
On purpose
Cut up old paintings
Make collages
This one came out rustic
Added oil pastels
Functional
Not pretty
Life is like that
I’m not pretty anymore
Most parts still working …
Cut up old paintings
Make collages
This one came out rustic
Added oil pastels
Functional
Not pretty
Life is like that
I’m not pretty anymore
Most parts still working …
#art
#confessional
#identity
#PopCulture
#SelfWorth
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Inner Child
I lie in the grass with you,
and you point to the sky like we used to do.
"That cloud looks like a fish," you say,
and I stare at you in quiet amazement.
How could they not love you?
Your beautiful brown hair—
they cut it short all those years,
trying to shape you, contain you.
You smile, crooked teeth glinting, so cheesy,
and I remember: we were happiest
when we ran away,
just you and I, lost in our thoughts.
I stare back at the sky and point.
"And that," I murmur.
It makes you giggle. ...
and you point to the sky like we used to do.
"That cloud looks like a fish," you say,
and I stare at you in quiet amazement.
How could they not love you?
Your beautiful brown hair—
they cut it short all those years,
trying to shape you, contain you.
You smile, crooked teeth glinting, so cheesy,
and I remember: we were happiest
when we ran away,
just you and I, lost in our thoughts.
I stare back at the sky and point.
"And that," I murmur.
It makes you giggle. ...
#confessional
#love
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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None Can Ever Survive On Its Own and Be
Shall I my very ego embrace
And only me see on Earth face!
*****
Could I my heart keep safe and sound
And all the fears of the mind unbound?
Would I cling to a balmy ivory tower
And just feed on the honey of one flower?
Could I detach my Self from any bond
And to dilemmas be able not to respond?
Would my soul blossom into creative art
As oblivious the mind and confined the heart?
*****
Shall I my very ego embrace
And only me see on Earth face!
*****
How would a flower a bee suffice
To spark the music of a bird of...
And only me see on Earth face!
*****
Could I my heart keep safe and sound
And all the fears of the mind unbound?
Would I cling to a balmy ivory tower
And just feed on the honey of one flower?
Could I detach my Self from any bond
And to dilemmas be able not to respond?
Would my soul blossom into creative art
As oblivious the mind and confined the heart?
*****
Shall I my very ego embrace
And only me see on Earth face!
*****
How would a flower a bee suffice
To spark the music of a bird of...
#acceptance
#learning
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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KEEP ON PUSHING
When things get rough and spiritually things, are not going so well I know from my own experience, it can be a scary situation to have to learn to just walk away. FROM what you don't want or need in your life. For sure I had to learn how to navigate, through the process of standing on my own terms of common sense, 🧐 For what I had to face, was my own fears and put my eyes, on my mission at hand. FOR you could never really want was as it can be erase to start over again. 😔 You have to learn how strong is your spiritual faith, and do you have the ability to manifest that which...
#LifeAsAWriter
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#StreamOfConsciousness
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It's not over when you lose
From within the inner vibes of my life, 🤔 I had to come to accept what my life, has and will become for with each reason. I had to fight back with MY OWN strength and courage as my.personal devil's.😈 Be standing in the darkness, as they hide behind a mask. THAT entered into the deepness of my life, as well as my body and mind. 😞 For sure I remember that day as if it just happen yesterday, 🤔 when my whole life changed right before my own eyes 👁️ 👁️ For I remember that moment when the pain became to hard to 🐻 and sleepless...
#aging
#death
#fate
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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4 Comments
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