INSECURITIES

When insecurities eat you raw, you tend to hide or perhaps dwell on the pain and savour the feeling of being eaten alive. I am so tired of everything around me and it is so pathetic because it is always haunting me. I am always haunted by my past, and the hate and anger that I have kept inside for so long now. So many thngs I hide, so many things I can't let go. Each day, I feel like throwing up. Hoping that when I do, everything that is within me would come out of my system. Hoping that all the pain, the anxiety, anger, guilt, shame, and hate would disapper. Yet, I love the pain. I love hating and I enjoy getting hurt. I am so tired of complaining. I am so damn tired of complaining. I hate everything and the world around me. Soon, it will be over. This will soon pass. I know.