confession of my hate of myself

my eyes are embarrassed
my heart is in my stomach
my feet lack progress
my ears hear grief
my emotions are up and down in my chest
my creativity is flabby and flat
my worth is shame
my body is a waste
and only my depression breathes

Author's Note

tell me your honest opinion

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Not a positive poem. The pain and hurt is stated strongly and with no hope. A powerful poem.
Coyote

[Kejo]

sad and so self depreciating. Such words are worrisome but the piece itself is an eloquent expression of this feeling of self.