Musings

Have you ever felt like you were hurting so much
that you just wanted to find a

   small
                 dark
                            box
to climb into,
hug your teddy bear,
and hide?

That's how I feel right now.



-Cynic Ninja

Square One

Your words knock me flat,

rendering years of work down the drain

with just one breath.

You can see the anger and hurt in my eyes

yet continue to push on.

“All in the name of Truth,” you say.

Is there such a thing as verbally abused friend?

If so, I am the epitome.

My confidence lays in tatters at my feet.

My assurance long ago chipped away.

I am but a fat, stupid, incompetent waste of space.

Nothing I try succeeds

and even menial tasks fall apart on my account.

I am no one and nothing.

I am the last and the worst.

My voice is insignificant, 

for I am Worthless.

-Cynic Ninja