My Self-hate. A poem.

My self-hate:
just enough
to immolate
my lowly self.

My self-hate:
the razor
that can’t wait
to open me.

My self-hate:
the only thing
that takes me
breaks me
sends me
hurtling headlong
to my grave.

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4 thoughts on “My Self-hate. A poem.

  1. Am going through a revision of self hate from days gone by. Perfect itming Steve, thanks. It’s funny that you can think it’s forgotten and then some new information surfaces and you are your own 3, 7 or 22 year old self again……Thanks.

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