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Self​-​Loathing Is Musical

by Wings Of An Angel

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Self-loathing is musical

A melody of pain

That fills my head with awful

And hateful refrains.



I hear it in the morning

As I wake from sleep

A discordant symphony

That makes me want to weep.



It follows me throughout the day

A constant drumbeat

That pounds in time with my heart

And drowns out all my beat.



It's there when I try to sleep

A haunting refrain

That keeps me tossing and turning

And never lets me attain.



Self-loathing is musical

A song of suffering

That fills my soul with darkness

And makes me want to be flinging.



But I know that I am not alone

In this dark and dreary place

For others too have heard this song

And know its awful grace.



If you're listening to this song

And feel like you're alone

Please know that you are not

And that we'll get through this together.

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The notes they ring so sweetly in my ear

Like angels singing in a choir divine

Their melodies are like a siren's lure

That calls me to the depths of my own mind



I'm drawn to them like moths to flames I know

That I'll be burned but still I can't resist

The music calls and I must follow so

My soul is lost in self-loathing bliss



The notes they play they're like a knife that cuts

They slice through flesh and bone and leave me raw

They tear at my heart and make it bleed

I'm drowning in my own self-hatred's tide



The music plays and I can't stop it now

It's taken over my mind and soul

I'm lost and alone and there's no way out

I'm trapped in this self-loathing hellhole

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Self-loathing is musical

A symphony of discordant notes

That play on repeat in my head

A never-ending loop of self-destruction



The first note is shame

A deep-seated sense of worthlessness

That makes me feel like I'm not good enough

No matter what I do, I can never measure up



The second note is anger

A hot rage that burns inside me

It makes me want to lash out at the world

And everyone in it, including myself



The third note is sadness

A deep despair that makes me want to give up

I feel like there's no point in trying

Because I'm just going to fail anyway



The fourth note is fear

A paralyzing fear of the future

I'm afraid of what I might become

If I don't change my ways



The fifth and final note is hope

A small glimmer of light in the darkness

It gives me the strength to keep going

Even when things seem hopeless



Self-loathing is musical

But it's a song I never want to hear again

I'm learning to silence the notes

And replace them with a new melody

A melody of self-love and acceptance

A melody that will finally set me free.



The notes are soft at first,

A whisper in the wind.

But as they grow louder,

They become a roar.



They fill my ears,

My mind, my soul.

There is no escape.



I am drowning in self-loathing.



The notes are beautiful,

In a twisted sort of way.

They are like the music of the damned.



I can't help but listen.



The notes pull me under,

And I am lost.



There is no light,

No hope.



Only self-loathing.



The notes are endless.



I will never be free.

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released June 30, 2023

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Wings Of An Angel Israel

My own identity feels like a construct, a collection of roles and personas worn like so many masks. Who am I, really?

Perhaps in the end, we are all just characters in someone else's novel, puppets dancing on strings we cannot see.
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