Dear Insecurities

Dear Insecurities,

I really hate you,

I hate you,

You who moves like a wildfire,

Ripping and tearing apart my insides,

Crushing my organs like a cancer,

You who makes me hideous,

You who removes logical thoughts,

And replaces them with manic voices,

You who manipulates the mind,

Leaving me to wallow in good times past,

You who violates my inner peace,

You who is unyielding,

Relentless in your goal to terminate and triumph,

You who have ruined my life,

Swallowing it and claiming it as yours,

You who have sewn my lips shut,

Rendering me silent,

Incapable of speaking out against your wicked ways,

You who have inked my body with cutting words,

A permanent reminder of who I am not,

And never will be,

You who have bounded my essence with restraints,

Hiding my freedom behind thick walls of hate,

You who have made me inferior,

Lesser than,

A subordinate of your freight train,

Only one destination in sight,

I really hate you,

I hate you,

Dear insecurities,

I guess I hate me too.