Poems about Myself
#myself
Honest and revealing poems about self awareness and self help. This section, poems about myself, lets writers explore how they see themselves and how they think others see them.
Pimp2ThaFuture04
Poem Published
19th Jan 2022 6:44am
19th Jan 2022 6:44am
Reflection
These brown eyes
staring back at me
untouched and unfazed
Time has slowly passed
I wonder how she feels
on the other side of the glass
For all I see
it's just the same Ole me
My conscience is my naked truth
I will never see myself
The way others do
gazing at the water
My world is upside down
I rather be alone
than around a faceless crowd
Im thinking out loud
Maybe I am becoming selfish
It's my own image that
I'm obsessed with
Mirror mirror on the wall ...
staring back at me
untouched and unfazed
Time has slowly passed
I wonder how she feels
on the other side of the glass
For all I see
it's just the same Ole me
My conscience is my naked truth
I will never see myself
The way others do
gazing at the water
My world is upside down
I rather be alone
than around a faceless crowd
Im thinking out loud
Maybe I am becoming selfish
It's my own image that
I'm obsessed with
Mirror mirror on the wall ...
#identity
#confessional
#myself
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
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PurplePandas
Poem Published
18th Jan 2022 12:54pm
18th Jan 2022 12:54pm
Don't Deserve What Ifs
I'm tired of the what ifs.
I'm tired of this mental list.
My mind is going crazy.
My heart is getting empty.
What if I wouldn't have left?
What if I wouldn't have slept?
What if I would have told you how I felt?
What if I could go back and just accept?
Accept the feelings I ran from.
Accept that you weren't dumb.
Some things you said make sense now.
All of the things I just wouldn't allow.
I wouldn't allow you to break my walls.
I would purposely ignore all your calls.
Even when I knew that you were...
I'm tired of this mental list.
My mind is going crazy.
My heart is getting empty.
What if I wouldn't have left?
What if I wouldn't have slept?
What if I would have told you how I felt?
What if I could go back and just accept?
Accept the feelings I ran from.
Accept that you weren't dumb.
Some things you said make sense now.
All of the things I just wouldn't allow.
I wouldn't allow you to break my walls.
I would purposely ignore all your calls.
Even when I knew that you were...
#confessional
#myself
#SelfReflection #SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection #SelfDiscovery
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APissPoorShaman
Poem Published
12th Jan 2022 11:39pm
12th Jan 2022 11:39pm
At the rummage sale of my soul
With my bones
so carefully arranged
My memories enticingly displayed
My dreams and desires,
hates and fears
are just two for a dollar
Shoppers pick and choose
and bargain me down,
until I give myself away
Is this the value of my life,
just pennies on the dollar?
the sum and total
of a life spent looking for love
and in finding it
to just give it all away
Thinking my life is priceless,
never realizing
it's a buyers market
I make this solemn vow,
to find my worth ...
so carefully arranged
My memories enticingly displayed
My dreams and desires,
hates and fears
are just two for a dollar
Shoppers pick and choose
and bargain me down,
until I give myself away
Is this the value of my life,
just pennies on the dollar?
the sum and total
of a life spent looking for love
and in finding it
to just give it all away
Thinking my life is priceless,
never realizing
it's a buyers market
I make this solemn vow,
to find my worth ...
#identity
#myself
#SelfWorth
46 reads
6 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
12th Jan 2022 8:15pm
12th Jan 2022 8:15pm
Mother Ocean
I used to love the ocean
but now she makes me sad
She reminds me that I am not vast
that my life is small
and that the only shores
I may ever see
are the ones I stand upon
have always stood upon
and will stand upon again
with longing
My life is small
and I have made myself
in its image
I can't see beyond this moment
and I fear to look into the depths
and dream for more than this
I'm not entirely unhappy
but I'm discontent
with the walls
that hem me in
walls made of...
but now she makes me sad
She reminds me that I am not vast
that my life is small
and that the only shores
I may ever see
are the ones I stand upon
have always stood upon
and will stand upon again
with longing
My life is small
and I have made myself
in its image
I can't see beyond this moment
and I fear to look into the depths
and dream for more than this
I'm not entirely unhappy
but I'm discontent
with the walls
that hem me in
walls made of...
#sadness
#identity
#myself
81 reads
4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
11th Jan 2022 9:45pm
11th Jan 2022 9:45pm
Insert Vital Poem Title *Here*
I keep buying these memory pills
But then every morning I forget to take them
Instead I have these little accidental spills
When I spit ill rhymed lines like phlegm
Yuck
And sometimes I don’t like the way it flows
I get away from rhythm and syllable count
I feel it growing, rising, then thar she blows!
Prematurely, it’s a problem I can’t surmount
Where was I?
Oh yeah, remembering to take these meds
Well, they’re more like every day supplements
I keep devising but then I lose my threads
Hence...
But then every morning I forget to take them
Instead I have these little accidental spills
When I spit ill rhymed lines like phlegm
Yuck
And sometimes I don’t like the way it flows
I get away from rhythm and syllable count
I feel it growing, rising, then thar she blows!
Prematurely, it’s a problem I can’t surmount
Where was I?
Oh yeah, remembering to take these meds
Well, they’re more like every day supplements
I keep devising but then I lose my threads
Hence...
#myself
#WritingPoetry
#Autism
66 reads
4 Comments
Pho3nix19xx
Poem Published
11th Jan 2022 00:49am
11th Jan 2022 00:49am
Into My Mind 4
This mind of my...
This mind of mine I pretend is not real
My challenges and difficulties I conceal
Urged by a culture
That mocks how I feel,
A society that says
"You do not need those pills"
Workplace, school, friends, and media outlets
Suggest neuro-divergence is a weakness
So I put on a mask
When I feel someone's gaze
Pretend I'm up to the task
When I'm rapidly losing my grasp.
Yet, you wonder
Why some decide on suicide?
In school I sit on my hands,
"Look straight ahead,
Sit straight, shut...
This mind of mine I pretend is not real
My challenges and difficulties I conceal
Urged by a culture
That mocks how I feel,
A society that says
"You do not need those pills"
Workplace, school, friends, and media outlets
Suggest neuro-divergence is a weakness
So I put on a mask
When I feel someone's gaze
Pretend I'm up to the task
When I'm rapidly losing my grasp.
Yet, you wonder
Why some decide on suicide?
In school I sit on my hands,
"Look straight ahead,
Sit straight, shut...
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#myself
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bethanyjay
Bethany Jay
Bethany Jay
Poem Published
4th Jan 2022 7:51pm
4th Jan 2022 7:51pm
Bread
I collect thoughts like pebbles.
They rest in my head.
They lay dormant.
Gathering dusty hallucinations;
doubt, fear & procrastination.
I carry them in my skull,
a familiar comfort.
Imposters in my mind;
trying to reside triumphant.
All rational thoughts have been overtaken;
these sentiments will not be shaken.
Thoughts that long to be fed.
I wish they would just quit with their;
"We need more bread."
They rest in my head.
They lay dormant.
Gathering dusty hallucinations;
doubt, fear & procrastination.
I carry them in my skull,
a familiar comfort.
Imposters in my mind;
trying to reside triumphant.
All rational thoughts have been overtaken;
these sentiments will not be shaken.
Thoughts that long to be fed.
I wish they would just quit with their;
"We need more bread."
#love
#relationships
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
#healing
76 reads
5 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
4th Jan 2022 3:19am
4th Jan 2022 3:19am
Inhaling The Doctrine Of Society’s Creed
In this dominion we call life, is it our true perspective to assume our peers are well educated to master such a craft of surrendering, sentiments, politics, well versed in his or her creed to adhere to other’s thoughts in any given subject matter, as he or she magnify their experiences one has succumb too, or does it qualify one to withhold warranted credentials, the mind must reevaluate to once again become the student to relegate his mentality to higher standards to continue, to teach, and then to tutor a better understanding of his true destiny when interacting, unbiased submitting when...
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#myself
#HumanRights
#philosophical
85 reads
11 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2022 7:27pm
2nd Jan 2022 7:27pm
The blasphemy of wander
#lust
#erotic
#BDSM
#myself
#dirty
257 reads
31 Comments
rubyredheart
Poem Published
1st Jan 2022 6:27pm
1st Jan 2022 6:27pm
Mindscape
My soul is as those rugged badlands
Whispering, chattering, growing life
Though parched and lonely.
Rarely sought out, that hidden gem of landscape
That flowering multi-colored desert.
But if you visit, do not rush your roaring machines
Down the wrong roads
Stunning as they are,
those are native owned
Rightly jealous of the slight remains begrudged them
They’ll stop you on the trail
Deny you entrance.
Be patient if you care
Abandon not your quest
My heart reflects the sun
In rainbow colors
And...
Whispering, chattering, growing life
Though parched and lonely.
Rarely sought out, that hidden gem of landscape
That flowering multi-colored desert.
But if you visit, do not rush your roaring machines
Down the wrong roads
Stunning as they are,
those are native owned
Rightly jealous of the slight remains begrudged them
They’ll stop you on the trail
Deny you entrance.
Be patient if you care
Abandon not your quest
My heart reflects the sun
In rainbow colors
And...
#identity
#nature
#myself
57 reads
4 Comments
Elenore
Poem Published
1st Jan 2022 4:25pm
1st Jan 2022 4:25pm
Enchanted Magnetism
I always think I’ve found ‘the one’.
But I tend to read into these things all too much.
The one I search for is the one I will love forever.
Myself.
I’m ready for a loving challenge from life’s lessons.
I will survive with help from my familiars’ counsel.
For I have a great capacity to love.
Passion will preserve me in suspended adoration of loves affection.
But I tend to read into these things all too much.
The one I search for is the one I will love forever.
Myself.
I’m ready for a loving challenge from life’s lessons.
I will survive with help from my familiars’ counsel.
For I have a great capacity to love.
Passion will preserve me in suspended adoration of loves affection.
#love
#myself
#passion #SelfWorth
#passion #SelfWorth
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applepieand_books
Poem Published
30th Dec 2021 3:54am
30th Dec 2021 3:54am
Dear 2021
Dear 2021,
I would like to thank you for being much more kinder than 2020.
I fell in love, found a group of friends that I fit in with, and finally feel like I belong.
While some months were rougher than others, I made it through, and you made up for it in the end.
Now I still don't know many things about myself, but that's ok.
Thank you, 2021.
Sincerely,
Me
P.S. (I pray to God that 2022 won't be bad.)
I would like to thank you for being much more kinder than 2020.
I fell in love, found a group of friends that I fit in with, and finally feel like I belong.
While some months were rougher than others, I made it through, and you made up for it in the end.
Now I still don't know many things about myself, but that's ok.
Thank you, 2021.
Sincerely,
Me
P.S. (I pray to God that 2022 won't be bad.)
#courage
#TimeHeals
#myself #gratitude
#myself #gratitude
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