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.
_boybrains
Poem Published
20th Aug 2019 00:42am
20th Aug 2019 00:42am
black box.
There’s no
room for ailments
in this home,
carry on
carry on
carry on,
there’s a black
box full of
them,
carry on
carry on
carry on,
wearing a
blindfold will do
you no wrong,
carry on
carry on
carry on,
a saying
passed down
through generations,
carry on
carry on
carry on,
turning
old &
dismal.
room for ailments
in this home,
carry on
carry on
carry on,
there’s a black
box full of
them,
carry on
carry on
carry on,
wearing a
blindfold will do
you no wrong,
carry on
carry on
carry on,
a saying
passed down
through generations,
carry on
carry on
carry on,
turning
old &
dismal.
#family
#bipolar
#confessional
#MentalHealth
#myself
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5 Comments
Chuck
Poem Published
18th Aug 2019 5:15am
18th Aug 2019 5:15am
My Secret Life
Am I a
Test tube baby
Just a scientific experiment
That outgrew
Everyone's expectations
To fail time
And time again
For this secret society
To spy on me
From time to time
Take down notes
Click off a few pics
That's how I feel
In the morning I awake
To four walls
And I'm alone
But no I feel
Many eyes
Staring back at me
Waiting to see
My very next move
Because it's they
Whom injected me with chemicals
When I was a baby boy
And to see me
Struggle
In my adult life ...
Test tube baby
Just a scientific experiment
That outgrew
Everyone's expectations
To fail time
And time again
For this secret society
To spy on me
From time to time
Take down notes
Click off a few pics
That's how I feel
In the morning I awake
To four walls
And I'm alone
But no I feel
Many eyes
Staring back at me
Waiting to see
My very next move
Because it's they
Whom injected me with chemicals
When I was a baby boy
And to see me
Struggle
In my adult life ...
#myself
#scifi
30 reads
2 Comments
AaHarvey
Poem Published
17th Aug 2019 1:55pm
17th Aug 2019 1:55pm
Queen Bitch
There is only one Queen Bitch
And she knows who she is.
She could have been even more to me,
If fate hadn’t intervened.
Oh well, cele vie, my senorita she will never be.
Just a beautiful heart, hidden within;
But never hidden from friends.
Always love given to them,
From Queen Bitch.
My heart goes with you always. I miss you Vic.
I have your photo on my wall, next to Eva.
You were both there when life was enjoyed,
Before I woke up from the dream.
Mostly forgotten now, but never you.
You...
And she knows who she is.
She could have been even more to me,
If fate hadn’t intervened.
Oh well, cele vie, my senorita she will never be.
Just a beautiful heart, hidden within;
But never hidden from friends.
Always love given to them,
From Queen Bitch.
My heart goes with you always. I miss you Vic.
I have your photo on my wall, next to Eva.
You were both there when life was enjoyed,
Before I woke up from the dream.
Mostly forgotten now, but never you.
You...
#friendship
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#memories
#myself
38 reads
1 Comment
beanbandit
Poem Published
17th Aug 2019 1:35am
17th Aug 2019 1:35am
Weird
I'm a weird muthafukka
Every day I surprise the shit out of myself
And wonder if I'm weird
And I think that makes me a weird muthafukka
Every day I surprise the shit out of myself
And wonder if I'm weird
And I think that makes me a weird muthafukka
#myself
38 reads
4 Comments
highlyfunctional
Poem Published
16th Aug 2019 4:10pm
16th Aug 2019 4:10pm
No Sunshine, No Peace
blasting the funky part
of the age of Aquarius
into my ears
to drown the noise
in my head
all I can do is imagine
martinis I never drank
and miniskirts
I never saw
latchkey still around my neck
choking me
not letting any sunshine in
to busy to protest
half a mind to just keep driving
half a mind to pull off this
fucking road forever
been here before
circumstances are the same
way I feel about them changed
side of the highway
writing poetry ...
of the age of Aquarius
into my ears
to drown the noise
in my head
all I can do is imagine
martinis I never drank
and miniskirts
I never saw
latchkey still around my neck
choking me
not letting any sunshine in
to busy to protest
half a mind to just keep driving
half a mind to pull off this
fucking road forever
been here before
circumstances are the same
way I feel about them changed
side of the highway
writing poetry ...
#myself
109 reads
26 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
16th Aug 2019 10:31am
16th Aug 2019 10:31am
Inkantations
I return each night
striving to write
all that is wrong
within and without
Mixing up my ink
oh so precious
sangre and teardrops
in equal measure
Oh the thrill
to fill my quill
from tip to plume
before the eternal pause
Above the page
pregnant moment
awaiting the drip
subliminal slip of verse
Each splash of ink
making me think
fully feel
all I must reveal
striving to write
all that is wrong
within and without
Mixing up my ink
oh so precious
sangre and teardrops
in equal measure
Oh the thrill
to fill my quill
from tip to plume
before the eternal pause
Above the page
pregnant moment
awaiting the drip
subliminal slip of verse
Each splash of ink
making me think
fully feel
all I must reveal
#confessional
#myself
94 reads
27 Comments
Pilan_8
Mical
Mical
Poem Published
15th Aug 2019 10:23am
15th Aug 2019 10:23am
[drifting rudderless]
drifting rudderless
can't go back---no way forward
transformational
can't go back---no way forward
transformational
#death
#rebirth
#spiritual
#myself
#senryu
25 reads
7 Comments
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Shon
Shon
Poem Published
12th Aug 2019 1:29pm
12th Aug 2019 1:29pm
I'm Not Really Drunk
There you go girl
Throwing em all back
Every shot straight to
the head
But she's not dead inside
Finally doing shit for herself
because she's alive
She can handle her liquor
She can handle her drink
in her hand more than you know
This juice don't make her
numb
Because that's not what she do
Throwing em all back
Every shot straight to
the head
But she's not dead inside
Finally doing shit for herself
because she's alive
She can handle her liquor
She can handle her drink
in her hand more than you know
This juice don't make her
numb
Because that's not what she do
#alcohol
#myself
#choices
27 reads
AfterAsh
Poem Published
10th Aug 2019 5:32am
10th Aug 2019 5:32am
Back & laughing at me
Why am I missing my demons
Why is my body still screaming
I swear I got a different mind
So I guess I'm just dreaming
That girl just cant be
She ain't owning the real me
I can see she just cant be
Even though she looks happy,
She is only a parta me
But I'm still in the back seat
Screaming please God
Please God
Make her remember me
Who am I kidding,
Just kidding
I'm more than a memory
Now I know you can feel me
In your veins, in your veins
Now can you still play so fake?
I...
Why is my body still screaming
I swear I got a different mind
So I guess I'm just dreaming
That girl just cant be
She ain't owning the real me
I can see she just cant be
Even though she looks happy,
She is only a parta me
But I'm still in the back seat
Screaming please God
Please God
Make her remember me
Who am I kidding,
Just kidding
I'm more than a memory
Now I know you can feel me
In your veins, in your veins
Now can you still play so fake?
I...
#LifeAsAWriter
#myself
#acceptance
47 reads
0 Comments
_boybrains
Poem Published
9th Aug 2019 11:58pm
9th Aug 2019 11:58pm
Me;
a body, a soul
that’s been hollowed
by a premature autumn
breeze.
Me;
a troth, a peak
who’s bawling &
asphyxiating in
black ink.
that’s been hollowed
by a premature autumn
breeze.
Me;
a troth, a peak
who’s bawling &
asphyxiating in
black ink.
#depression
#bipolar
#confessional
#myself
#minimalist
64 reads
14 Comments
_boybrains
Poem Published
6th Aug 2019 1:29am
6th Aug 2019 1:29am
never.
f
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for people
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m
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lips
from
s
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m
s
a skin
from
h
...
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l
l
for people
like
m
e
lips
from
s
t
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r
m
s
a skin
from
h
...
#confessional
#myself
#emptiness #EECummings
#emptiness #EECummings
44 reads
6 Comments
_boybrains
Poem Published
5th Aug 2019 11:17pm
5th Aug 2019 11:17pm
Just
a
raw soul
bleeding
on a
fresh
sheet.
raw soul
bleeding
on a
fresh
sheet.
#depression
#bipolar
#confessional
#myself
#minimalist
47 reads
8 Comments
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