Thursday, August 05, 2010


I don't know what to do,
so I look into my heart,
I find emptiness,
and noises talking in my head,
I sleep

Still don't know what to do,
So I search my soul,
I find nothing,
except noises talking in my head,
I start crying

In the middle of crying,
I hear noises talking in my head,
and I laugh,
There is no escape


I get this email:
``Don't try to Judge yourself.
You are Beautiful, inside and out!''
I reply, "You too ;)"


If I cannot stay with myself, there is no where to go to, there is no escape


  1. beautiful poem! Very sad, very painful and very familiar!
    I hope you managed to quiet the voices (and you managed to see yourself beautiful as you are)!

  2. Dear G.S.
    Thanks for your kind words!
    I am working on it :))


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