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.
Lord_Raven
Poem Published
Today 11:27pm
Today 11:27pm
Casket shopping
Dessert for thought
I’ve got decades old wounds that are still internally bleeding
That chapter of your life you closed I’m still busy reading
That’s how I keep the past present with me...
It’s funny how in life , when you do good mostly and make a mistake it marks you but the opposite is positive ha!
I’m spontaneous so I let you get a head start , I just walk to the finish while others flat out run while I’m just jogging my memory cause nice guys finish last.
Please don’t ask how I’m doing , I don’t know better... you are so cool I don’t even deserve to...
I’ve got decades old wounds that are still internally bleeding
That chapter of your life you closed I’m still busy reading
That’s how I keep the past present with me...
It’s funny how in life , when you do good mostly and make a mistake it marks you but the opposite is positive ha!
I’m spontaneous so I let you get a head start , I just walk to the finish while others flat out run while I’m just jogging my memory cause nice guys finish last.
Please don’t ask how I’m doing , I don’t know better... you are so cool I don’t even deserve to...
#myself
#meditation
#SelfWorth
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marina2020
Rain Woman
Rain Woman
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:05pm
Yesterday 3:05pm
Yes I Know
Yes I know
I take on more than I can handle
Yes I know
I stress myself out
Yes I know
I complain about what I get myself into
Yes I know
I give myself stress headaches
Yes I know
I get angry when I have too much to do
Yes I know
This is all my own fault
Have you ever stopped to consider
I do this to myself for a reason
I'd rather get headaches
and complain
and be angry
and be stressing over so many things
than let my anxiety and depression take over
I take on more than I can handle
Yes I know
I stress myself out
Yes I know
I complain about what I get myself into
Yes I know
I give myself stress headaches
Yes I know
I get angry when I have too much to do
Yes I know
This is all my own fault
Have you ever stopped to consider
I do this to myself for a reason
I'd rather get headaches
and complain
and be angry
and be stressing over so many things
than let my anxiety and depression take over
#anxiety
#depression
#myself
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Simon_III_Msibi
Mandla Msibi
Mandla Msibi
Poem Published
14th Oct 2019 8:32pm
14th Oct 2019 8:32pm
Life Changing Moments
They say you never
Forget your first time
And that is so true
I will never forget
The first time
That I realized that
I am Black
It really changed my life
I was a bit of a late bloomer
Of couse I knew what black was
But I didn't really understand it
When I was younger
I didn't know what it means for my soul
But it did happen
Like most people
My first time was not
My best time
But it was eye opening
All this time
This was what is really
Going on between people ...
Forget your first time
And that is so true
I will never forget
The first time
That I realized that
I am Black
It really changed my life
I was a bit of a late bloomer
Of couse I knew what black was
But I didn't really understand it
When I was younger
I didn't know what it means for my soul
But it did happen
Like most people
My first time was not
My best time
But it was eye opening
All this time
This was what is really
Going on between people ...
#identity
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
#LifeChangingMoment
#myself
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DeeDeeSweetness
Poem Published
14th Oct 2019 4:04am
14th Oct 2019 4:04am
Quiet Storm
Poem: Quiet Storm:
Quietly there is a storm brewing inside my heart, it hurts when we are apart. But i know it goes away when i see you and kiss you from the start. Quietly the storm is trying to cease, but at times it's so alert that i get emotional and can't control how i even feel or tell you things that are real. You calm me in ways i can't explain and i kinda feel that i do the same. Quietly the storm is shifting around inside my heart for it knows the joy that your voice brings it, you seem to be interested in what's in it, but yet i don't feel i am enough for you or i disappoint...
Quietly there is a storm brewing inside my heart, it hurts when we are apart. But i know it goes away when i see you and kiss you from the start. Quietly the storm is trying to cease, but at times it's so alert that i get emotional and can't control how i even feel or tell you things that are real. You calm me in ways i can't explain and i kinda feel that i do the same. Quietly the storm is shifting around inside my heart for it knows the joy that your voice brings it, you seem to be interested in what's in it, but yet i don't feel i am enough for you or i disappoint...
#myself
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TodaysTomSawy3r
Dub.00D
Dub.00D
Poem Published
13th Oct 2019 8:36pm
13th Oct 2019 8:36pm
Saucy J
Yeah, this song is dedicated:
To that algebra teacher from the 8th grade that told the whole class that I'd never graduate...
And My Mother, who made a mistake and called the police on me when I was feeling all alone, trippin, yelling, just trying to grieve for my Father...
And to all of You serving honestly and actually trying to help those of us caught up in the struggle out here...
It's all good baby baby...
This is not a dream, I'm here on your mobile phone, see...
On TV screens, in HD, I come in hella...
To that algebra teacher from the 8th grade that told the whole class that I'd never graduate...
And My Mother, who made a mistake and called the police on me when I was feeling all alone, trippin, yelling, just trying to grieve for my Father...
And to all of You serving honestly and actually trying to help those of us caught up in the struggle out here...
It's all good baby baby...
This is not a dream, I'm here on your mobile phone, see...
On TV screens, in HD, I come in hella...
#God
#parody
#memories
#myself
#rap
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larrycosta
Poem Published
10th Oct 2019 4:24am
10th Oct 2019 4:24am
NOTHING
it was an assemblage of nothing....
I believe I was just a dream
or maybe only a thought... in the blank nothingness.
Every direction I turned, nothing but emptiness stretching to the
edge of the world:
white space and blue/white space,
There were no living creatures in sight. Not a bear, nor a fox,
not even a bird.
Nothing but cognitive content.
Maybe perhaps an outline of a far off something in the
distance ... but, yet, it was all just empty empty empty
Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it...
I believe I was just a dream
or maybe only a thought... in the blank nothingness.
Every direction I turned, nothing but emptiness stretching to the
edge of the world:
white space and blue/white space,
There were no living creatures in sight. Not a bear, nor a fox,
not even a bird.
Nothing but cognitive content.
Maybe perhaps an outline of a far off something in the
distance ... but, yet, it was all just empty empty empty
Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it...
#MyInspiration
#myself
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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larrycosta
Poem Published
10th Oct 2019 4:16am
10th Oct 2019 4:16am
That Voice
I can hear you
somewhere....
out there lost in the dark
quietly, calling me
calling me deep into the night
that voice …
billowing in the atmosphere
like a whisper....,
just there,
but never close
I can sense your words
as your surging tone controls my mind
and carves a silhouette on the wind.
I shall not be afraid of the unknown ..
as I am comforted with the knowledge
that you will always be there.
I am longing
longing to find you
but I don't know where
...
somewhere....
out there lost in the dark
quietly, calling me
calling me deep into the night
that voice …
billowing in the atmosphere
like a whisper....,
just there,
but never close
I can sense your words
as your surging tone controls my mind
and carves a silhouette on the wind.
I shall not be afraid of the unknown ..
as I am comforted with the knowledge
that you will always be there.
I am longing
longing to find you
but I don't know where
...
#identity
#myself
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
#SelfDiscovery
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monkeyman
Poem Published
9th Oct 2019 6:23pm
9th Oct 2019 6:23pm
The in between
Why is it always
up or down
black and white
What lies beyond
Just out of sight
through the gaps
the cracks so tight
I see what maybe
beams of light
I wanna live
In the in between
I want the colours
black and white
have never seen
I wanna go the places
no one has been
So I’m searching
for that in between
They tell me
This is wrong
and this is right
that there’s only darkness
or there’s light
they wanna tell me
and they might
but I don’t hear...
up or down
black and white
What lies beyond
Just out of sight
through the gaps
the cracks so tight
I see what maybe
beams of light
I wanna live
In the in between
I want the colours
black and white
have never seen
I wanna go the places
no one has been
So I’m searching
for that in between
They tell me
This is wrong
and this is right
that there’s only darkness
or there’s light
they wanna tell me
and they might
but I don’t hear...
#myself
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Gold_Phoenix
Poem Published
9th Oct 2019 5:36am
9th Oct 2019 5:36am
Nonexistent
Nowhere to come from
Nowhere to go
No way to stop the rivers flow
No way to freeze the moon in its flight
No way to capture the essence of starlight
Somewhere to go and
Somewhere to be
Somewhere to find the lock for the key
Someday we'll reach our goal
Someday we'll all grow old
Somewhere is nowhere and nowhere is here
There's no way to stop and some days a dream
I'm going insane I'm going to scream
Nowhere to go
No way to stop the rivers flow
No way to freeze the moon in its flight
No way to capture the essence of starlight
Somewhere to go and
Somewhere to be
Somewhere to find the lock for the key
Someday we'll reach our goal
Someday we'll all grow old
Somewhere is nowhere and nowhere is here
There's no way to stop and some days a dream
I'm going insane I'm going to scream
#myself
#FeelingLost
#emptiness #choices
#emptiness #choices
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Simon_III_Msibi
Mandla Msibi
Mandla Msibi
Poem Published
8th Oct 2019 6:41pm
8th Oct 2019 6:41pm
My Next Journey
My next Journey
Is to a place that
Has somewhat
Become foreign to me
My next Journey
Is to a place that
I used to love so much
A place that was filled with Joy
My next Journey
Is to a place that
Isn't too far away
Infact my next journey
Is to a place that
Is exactly where I am
My next Journey
Is one of fulfillment
My next Journey
Is about my own Growth
My Next Journey is within
The place is my own Soul
Is to a place that
Has somewhat
Become foreign to me
My next Journey
Is to a place that
I used to love so much
A place that was filled with Joy
My next Journey
Is to a place that
Isn't too far away
Infact my next journey
Is to a place that
Is exactly where I am
My next Journey
Is one of fulfillment
My next Journey
Is about my own Growth
My Next Journey is within
The place is my own Soul
#myself
#SelfReflection
#meditation
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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Stanhoven
Poem Published
7th Oct 2019 5:17am
7th Oct 2019 5:17am
Resolution
I feel the Storm is coming
It's best that you go inside
Four riders they're coming closer
Try your best to run and hide x2
Days grow long, nights grow colder
And the chill won't leave these bones
Nights grow long, days grow colder
And the chill won't leave these bones
The Light is fading, and the Dark is near
Time is coming so it's time to leave
The Light is fading, and the Dark I fear
Time is coming so I have to leave
Chorus x2
A north wind comes to the south land
It wraps...
It's best that you go inside
Four riders they're coming closer
Try your best to run and hide x2
Days grow long, nights grow colder
And the chill won't leave these bones
Nights grow long, days grow colder
And the chill won't leave these bones
The Light is fading, and the Dark is near
Time is coming so it's time to leave
The Light is fading, and the Dark I fear
Time is coming so I have to leave
Chorus x2
A north wind comes to the south land
It wraps...
#happiness
#courage
#myself #SelfWorth
#myself #SelfWorth
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Queen_of_darkness
Poem Published
6th Oct 2019 3:04pm
6th Oct 2019 3:04pm
loyal to my past self
i sit in the darkness and cry
does it even matter why?
i know I'll be alright
just wipe my tears and fight
i am temporary
come to me when you need me
use me up and deceive me
tell me that you hear me
let the morphine make me numb
until i can't get up
love is never enough
is it tears or blood that they want?
temporary is what you think of me
they watch me bleed
walk over my dead body
they hear my screams
but say nothing
because i am temporary
let my feet guide me to the past ...
does it even matter why?
i know I'll be alright
just wipe my tears and fight
i am temporary
come to me when you need me
use me up and deceive me
tell me that you hear me
let the morphine make me numb
until i can't get up
love is never enough
is it tears or blood that they want?
temporary is what you think of me
they watch me bleed
walk over my dead body
they hear my screams
but say nothing
because i am temporary
let my feet guide me to the past ...
#rejection
#SelfHarm
#MentalHealth
#myself
#SelfWorth
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