A Complicated World

Jul 24, 2024

It guts me. Not sure how to stomach it.

Everything hurts. Everyone hurts.

All is impossibly harsh;

The rejection, loneliness, ideals not being met;

The waiting, self-loathing, longing;

The destruction, dismissal, perverse control.

And although I still hate myself—

I’m truly never good enough and that never goes away—

I feel like everyone and everything let me down,

Like even the good ones aren’t good enough;

Like even if I’m the worst,

I’m still better than everyone else.

This story is part of a collection of poems, short stories and introspective diary entries, called “Grimoire of a Weird Person II”.

Casper's Diary