(Not my best work, and not my worst)

A rotten feeling
that boils to the surface
belaying all logical thought

A cognitive distortion
A lie you repeat to yourself so often
that it becomes the truth

that you are not enough

You will never be enough

they’re all just pretending
the ruse is unending
the truth is you’re useless

you don’t mean a thing

You have nary a talent
You’re neither dashing nor valiant
your thoughts are worth naught

You’re a useless old sot

How easy to dwell
sink into that well
deep deep down you go

All light ceasing to glow

Your brain has been lying
All reason now dying
There is no hope left
No reason to fight it

But…

Can you imagine
Imagine there are
People who care
Some near and some far

Those who have met you
Or have yet to know your face
Those who would find you
Full of love, kindness, and grace

Or those who would laugh
When you tell a joke
Til they’re red in the face
til they think they might choke

Your logic has failed you
It’s lied to your mind
It’s time to fight back
Against those thoughts so unkind

To remember you’re worthy
That you matter, because you care
That when monsters attack you
They’ll find strength and kindness there

There’s light in the darkness
that wants to be found
it’s begging you to come back
To go another round

There’s beauty in the ugly
There are moments in the sad
There is happiness in this world
And you’ve every right to be glad