Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Twelfth Poem:My self-doubt

My emotions hang over me in a darkening cloud
Of myself, I have no reason to be proud
I've got nothing left to offer or to give
I question every day why I have to live
I keep trying to find something good about myself
But all the good is replaced by a bad something else
Why am I so worthless?
Can't I have a purpose?
What good do I do just taking up space?
I don't belong in the human race.

This poem I wrote when I was obviously very upset. 

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