"From Shadows to Light" : Overcoming the Poison of Self-Hate and Choosing Life.
There is a darkness that grows silently within, born from the wounds we inflict upon ourselves. Self-hate, a poison more deadly than any external harm, seeps into our minds and hearts, eroding the very essence of who we are. It clouds our potential, weakens both body and spirit, and creates walls where once there were open skies. This slow decay drags us further into despair, until the final temptation of suicide seems like a release from the relentless storm. But this path, though alluring in its quiet promise, is a thief of possibility, a permanent end to temporary pain. In the shadows of this struggle, there remains a light—one that flickers faintly but can grow with each act of self-compassion. This poem explores the corrosive nature of self-hate and reveals the power within us to rise, to heal, and to reject the lie that ending life is the only escape from the hurt.
Title of the Poem : "The Poison of Self-Hate"
It starts as whispers, soft, unseen,
A shadow’s breath beneath the skin,
A mirror’s lie, a broken dream—
The seeds of poison grow within.
Self-hate, it twists the heart and mind,
Distorts the soul, leaves us confined.
It drags us low, with every thought,
Until we’re trapped in all we’re not.
Each word we speak turns razor sharp,
We cut ourselves before we heal.
Our bodies bend beneath the weight,
Our minds grow weak, too numb to feel.
Potential fades like waning light,
The spark we had is drained away,
As self-made prisons steal our fight,
We drown in things we never say.
And at the end, when hope is thin,
A darker voice calls from within.
It whispers death as if release,
An end to all, a final peace.
But suicide is not a cure,
It ends the pain, but ends us more.
There is no dawn beyond that night,
No second chance to make things right.
You are not the sum of every scar,
Nor just the weight of what you’ve missed.
There’s power still in who you are,
A life beyond this hopeless mist.
To overcome, we start anew,
By seeking light in what is true.
The world is harsh, but kindness heals,
And love for self can break the seals.
Forgive your flaws, embrace your grace,
You are more than this dark place.
In every breath, you still remain—
A soul unbroken by the pain.
So rise, before you take that leap,
Find strength in waking from the deep.
For life can bloom where hate has been,
And healing starts from deep within.
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