Self Love Poems or Love Poems About Self

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SELF DESTRUCTIVE

The lies, 
I laugh
I look at you
I can't stand you
I hate you
I can't believe you
I can't believe it!
How I allowed 
You in my life
Almost your wife
Cut me
Deep with this knife
Self destruct

Eat it and weep
As you read 
About my new love
Distance is just a mass
I close my eyes 
To kiss him
I close my eyes
And you disappear

Oh! My God.
My eyes are open
Take me so far away
Into another place
I don't need this disgrace
I don't want to be crazy
Or labeled insane 
Like a crazy train
Explain the new love I found
I love the sound
To be in your arms
Not in his shadow
I plead to you
I bleed for you
I try to run into you
But the more I stay
I can't turn away
My life's is set on,
Self destruct

You are my everything
He is my nothing
With you my heart sings
With him it suffers
You are my tune
He is my off note
You bring light to my moon
He brings me darkness with doom

Blow me up
To spill my cup
A self destructive life
A dagger- a knife
Just kill what is left
Deep inside my chest
Then I found you

You took me
You shook me
You removed this isolation
Gave me your sensation
Better remedies
Rescuing me from the seas
I am drowning
Come save me
My days are done clouding

He has ruined 
What is not visible 
You have loosened 
My heart to invincible

Cherish me
For all to see
Heal the pain
Wash the stain
Cover me under the rain
Give meaning to my sanity
Search for me
Give me your love 
With no date, over due
My heart now belongs to you
Excuse the effect if you find me disruptive"....
It all comes with being self destructive 

~SKAT~

Self-gratification is the fruit of one's love,
making the artist's delighted face glow...
when every vision has been achieved,
and each intention joyfully revealed.


He will envision the shape and colors,
then transfer those images to canvas;
and with the gentles strokes of his brush...
real faces will appear and suddenly blush.


Thinker and dreamer, let passion and imagination flow,
don't be distracted by worries or external sounds below;
work diligently with your brush, transcending your own credibility...
but later, it would be too hilarious to scream out your insanity.


Self-gratification is the fruit of one's love...
that enduring, timeless legacy hard to ignore;
when others show admiration, you'll be so pleased
and motivated to add more laurels to your prestige    


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci

as i am dancing around my tiny bathroom, in my short shorts

i stop for just a fraction of a moment to look in the mirror
i see my reflection staring right back at me

i look closer...

i see how my eyes are as blue as the deep, lovely oceans of Neptune 

i see how my smile is like a light bulb that illuminates a room with the flip of one little switch

i see my stature, i see how it is almost like a flower just sprouting and learning to grow

i see how in the inside of my inner thighs have stretch marks that are rippled like the sea waves on a sandy beach shore

i smile...
and i start to notice all the beautiful little things about me
and i noticed how they combined to make a exquisite masterpiece
as i sit there i wonder why it took me so long to finally think this way about this perfect creation
but it doesn't matter
because now is the time to turn it around
and find self love

i back away from the mirror

and i start dancing

~4-3-18~

a fantasy land
dreamt up by sleeping child
a peaceful magical place
where self-love is born
imperative to her soul

Dedicated to my Dad Jerry WNiday 3/20/1952 - 6/18/2013


I am who I am because of him
He’s the reason for my son’s name
He gave me my courage & my strength
To stand tall even when standing wasn’t easy
Stand for the ones who can’t
To think and fend for myself
I’m my Daddy made over

Taught me to fight back 
To never back down
How to pick myself back up
When I’ve been knocked down
Fight for what I believe
I’m my Daddy made over

He gave me my stubbornness 
Gave me my pride
Gave me my temper
Taught me not to take crap
To speak my mind no matter who
Work for what I want
I’m my Daddy made over

How to keep my emotions in check
How to handle large amounts of pain
When in trouble he always had my back
He knew how my mind worked better than anyone
I got it from him
I’m my Daddy made over

Even though he’s gone
I’ll stand and continue on 
I may stumble I may fall 
May even get hurt along the way
But I’ll pick myself back up
I’ll dust myself off and stand tall
I’m honored and proud to say
I’m my Daddy made over


Sabrina Niday Hansel

The bubble 

I’m a bubble, bubble of air;
	Deep in the ocean, fully aware.
Darkness my cover, cold and sad;
	Covering my soul, making me mad.
Who deserves this much loneliness?
	In the dark ocean of the emptiness.
Months have passed, years have gone;
	One day I woke up,and saw the Sun!
Love at first sight, was indeed.
	You plant your love, I grow the seed.
Darkness turns to beautiful light
	Color of sunshine a golden white.
How blind I was yesterday?
	Not knowing the light of today.
Sweet like the honey breeze at dawn;
        Taste of sunshine, glorious sun.
Love is a gift, a gift of sight;
	It lets you see, in the darkest night.
Light is love, love is warm;
	If you have it, trust the storm!
It felt lighter with warmth of love;
	caused me to fly, like a golden dove.
Higher and higher into the cloud,
	Thousands of lovers form a crowd.
Love and sunshine are both complete;
	The heart of this bubble started to beat.
Thousands of bubbles ready to burst;
	Dying from waiting, dying of thirst.
Seeking the source of silver and gold;
	The secret of Love will fully unfold.
If you are dark from lack of the light;
	Remember me, I escaped the night.
Ask and listen to what’s new to you;
	Follow and trust, if you are blue.
If I end up in the dark and deep,
	I promise you, not to cry nor weep.
Love is a gift, a gift of sight;
	It lets you see in the darkest night.
Love is light and light is warm.
	If you got it, trust the storm.



Haloo        2/8/2011

This is a poem about the future I'd love to have with the boy of my dreams.
None of this has actually happened yet (besides us falling in love with eachother) but it's how I would like it to happen.

Once upon a time, I became the luckiest girl in the worldI fell in love with a gorgeous boy with blue eyes, and he actually loved me backHe was like my prince, he treated me like his princess and would do anything for meToday, we're united as King and QueenIt's been years, but walking down the aisle I'm still staring at the cutest, most perfect guy I've ever seenWhen our lips finally meet after parting to say "I do", it tastes like Heaven.

Once upon a time, I married a gorgeous boy with blue eyesAnd today, I saw those perfect blue eyes light up when he first held our little girl in his armsShe's got her Daddy's blue eyes and just a little bit of her Momma's brown hairShe's going to be spoiled and loved more than possibleShe'll know we support her no matter what, and she can tell us everythingIt will be perfect.

Once upon a time, one set of blue eyes became two, and we were made into a familyNow, that second pair of blue eyes is walking out the door to college, with a suitcase in one hand and a boy's hand in the otherHe better love her and treat her just as well as her Daddy does.

Once upon a time, I fell in love with a gorgeous boy with blue eyesHis hair has dulled and grayed but his eyes are the same, and they've seen a lifetime's worth of happiness and loveMy baby had babies with the boy she walked out the door with, and I can tell she loves them as much as we loved herNow it's her time to live.

I can’t sing
I mean I can’t sing
I’ll leave the singing to Walt.
But I assume, as he assumes, as you assume, as all assume,
I love like you, love like him, love like the Lord above,
What is there? Singing? Why can’t I sing too?

Every cell and feeling that exudes from me,
Leaves an impression that I’m proud for all to see.
Every smile and gesture makes me a man,
It doesn’t always fit into my plan,
But I think the trepidation is waning,
The insecurity finally is straining.
All this time I’ve wanted to sing,
But it’s always been my failing.

I can’t sing
I mean I can’t sing
No that’s not true.
Something is different.
I no longer assume, I assure.
I don’t wander, I wonder.
I can’t fear, I fight.
I don’t love, I love YOU.

I haven’t sung because of others.
But these others are sisters and brothers.
Sometimes my voice might crack,
The beauty I may lack.
But YOU have opened my mind,
All this time I’ve been behind.
YOU have opened my eyes.
I’ve seen the pretty skies.
YOU have opened my heart,
And I’m ready to start.
YOU have opened my lung,
And I’ll be heard, and sung.

Laying here..
On the grass 
Its such a peaceful night 
Layin here..
As I slowly inhale, exhale
Among the diamonds in the sky 
I soon begin to visualize
Your perfect face, 
your perfect smile
My mind quickly begins to rewind
To the days when you and I
were more than once upon a time

I have but one regret in life 
I let insecurities dictate how I walked the line
Hand in hand with ignorance and pride
So many feelings I held inside
The love of my life, I self denied

If only I had told u a long time ago 
Your name is written on my heart, 
Your silhouette imprinted within my soul
Maybe u would have never closed your door 
                  on me...
             
              I cant get in....

He changed the lock
And now she holds the key

And here I am
Laying here..
Wondering if she sees 
You as I do now

"Spiritual Narrative"

After life began,  appeared “Evil Twin” mind’s obvious sin
‘Evil’  naught of nothing, using the power of love’s “something”
Giving rise to evil self, far to left, image of self
Love created, but mind deviated, it’s love abated

Love’s logic created Soul, but I am so bold, left heart’s gold
Lost in a wilderness mind, became the Soul of evil twin
Lost in it’s philosophies, mind’s logic of complexities
Has philosophically debated, Love that created

Saying, ‘how can this Love be the reality of me
I shall exalt above, this creation of heaven’s Love’
But crucifixion of mind regains Love’s self in time
As the mind is refined, Soul is re-aligned, with Love’s vine

Man’s discoveries, pieces of the recoveries, of true self
As pieces of the mind crucified, must learn to abide
From Love light’s truth  cannot hide, reality has not lied
Being one with reality, God true technicality
 
Evil self is naught, except, in a mind of worldly thoughts
Live of your mind if your will, create life’s bitter pill
Your bitter pill will not spill, into Sacred Heart’s will
This proverb is proverbial,  `Tis non swerve able

Within one’s love, one must abide, for on death’s cross it was tried
Also mind must abide, for on the cross was proven it lied
Death and life was set before, human mind to explore
To show evil twin, death’s sin, just no way for death to win

Make a tree good or make a tree evil, for is by man’s choice
Lie on God if your will,   lie `Tis your own bitter pill’
`Tis by your own choice, by your own voice, `Good or Evil’
Death failed, life’s tree stands still, on yonder hill, alive and well

12-25-09 johnmosesfreeman@yahoo.com

The butterflies in my soul
They ignite my eyes
I'm breathless
Yet I feel so alive
The scorching embers, oh how they burn
But yet they feel so polite, 
As if a searing reminder 
That I'll be alright
I couldn't resist the fiery urge 
As I left this, ice cold world.
The hot coals became my host 
And lava errupted through my veins
I just couldn't quit gazing 
At the flickering flames.
The last piece of me, to decay, was my hand
Oh how I forgot, how my fingers could bend
I thought as I was waving myself goodbye
To ever being human again
Ashes, ashes, were all I could see 
As I saw myself  falling
And as I really listened 
I could still hear my heart calling
Becoming a faint echo
Confined to the shadows of my flames
Banished, never to be re-kindled again
Don't come to close 
Or we shall ignite, dear human
I would combust and I'd eat you alive
Be aware, you must know
That I, well.
I'm a devouring inferno.
My heat reddens your face
While the reflection of my ashes 
Dance like a wildfire in your eyes
The temptation leaves your thoughts up in smoke,
But you kept coming closer
 I, flaring up with every word you spoke.
 Come closer, closer..
 I let my flames spew
What happened to me 
Is why I'd like to set the fire to you
How the flames burn brighter
With not one, but two.
Your blood is heating up, come closer
Enticing you in burning red
I will light the fire inside your head
And I wouldn't even need to dig your grave
You could choose to entrap 
Yourself with me 
And be forever ablazed
Ashes dancing in the fire pit
Comforting you with their warm glow
But trust me it's an abyss  
In which you wouldn't dare, want to go
Fellow lost soul, like I
We've wandered there before
Now forever to entice, just one more
Come closer.
The shadow calls out a warning heed
 Beware all, beware indeed
One flair, two flair
You must look away! 
Don't hold a gaze 
Into the burning dead flames.

Oh! Have you heard a stone's grief?
An inward pity shrieked in vain
It resonate beyond belief,
like a rose's scream under winter’s strain
or crumbling of spirit by parting’s pain.

Echoes of longing for inner peace
the hum of want and wonder why.
A ringing in ear that will never cease
from a shrill of passion's passing sigh; 
silent as stones when they cry.

I am the center of raw and wild feelings.
Born from an ancient spirit of infant and child.
Falling back in a womb of darkness, myself I discover.
Hiding in an egg, I hear a whisper.
My shell is touched by a promise in the wind's soughing.
Infinite breath of wind caresses, I, who am little.

I am conscious of little.
A time before definition or feelings.
Warm, wild wind soughs.
Motion stirs the blueprint of a child.
God in every breath, every whisper.
Take form and discover.

A bud must open in order to discover.
Hesitation and fear cry out from a bud so little.
Inside a chameleon wears it's feelings.
Fright filters through the pores of a child.
Leaf and skin shiver in a dark wind's soughing.

The angelic songs of a river soughs.
Life's song for us to discover.
Along the riverbank runs the child.
Of the future she knows little.
Reflecting in water a spectrum of feelings.
Their sound is a scream, a laugh, a cry and a whisper.

As I grow the acceptable sound is a whisper.
My tears often mix with a shower's soughing.
Bodies aren't meant to cover feelings.
They should be naked dancers that discover.
Their steps are big and little.
Dance with the flow trusting child.

As I grow older, in my soul lives the child.
My heart is the room where she shouts and whispers.
It's a never-land where she will always be little.
Hope sings in a tear-river's soughing
With care and love we'll learn to discover.
We are courageous explorers of feelings.

The child, her voice a prayerful wind's soughing.
A soft reminding whisper not to fear discovery.
Oh little love I am with you always, experiencing together our feelings.

i ask my self why!
the sky is always blue?
why the  sun  shining
when i always look at you?


i ash my self why.
you glow in the sun?
are you my angel
the girl  he sent from above?

I ASK MY SELF WhY.
WE'RE TOGETHER AND IT's BEEN SO LONG?
I ASK MY SELF THese QUESTIONs
but who cares where still keeping it strong.


i just like it when u hold my hand 
and you wont let go
seem like  YOUR AFAIR I WILL LEAVE you
AND I WILL WALK OUT THIS DOOR


TRUST ME BABY
I JUST CAN'T WALK AWAY


i like everything you say
and everything you do
you are my angel
baby i love you



life is short
so lets make it go by slow
lets do everything we can 
just dont let go


if your sad and can't sleep  and just setting there in ur bed
i'll stay up all night untill you get your rest

im here for long run baby
and i am going to stay and keep my love true

and talk all night on the phone
stay up for hours just to talk to you


i keep you in my dreams
i no im in yours
your my angel
ur the one every one wish for and i adore

i put my hand on my cross and pray to him
thank you lord for this present you sent!

Gave my heart and soul to thee
Changed my look and life to please
Accepted good and not so good
But still waiting for him I stood

Nothing of me he ever accepted 
Emotion of mine always suspected
Only if changed, is what he thought
But still his amity is what I sought

Loneliness is what, caused him agony 
So “Yes” he said to seek harmony
Whole affair for him was only a deal
Essence of Love he could never feel

What he said was considered a law
Malevolence in him I never saw
Sensitive a lot he said he was
Yet only pain is what he caused

Alone he goes ahead blaming destiny
Thought his love was for eternity
Today for me my world is lost 
Limits of tolerance has been crossed

Now I realize we can’t pair
Oh god It’s a feeling of despair
For Hurt, anger, pity and shame
Nobody but my self to blame

Looking through my tainted window of gloom

grey skies, rain falling, feeling sorrow

impatiently wanting  life to resume,

will things change, get better tomorrow, 

sure that  grass was greener the other side,

not walking a mile in your well trod shoes 

now ashamed looking for somewhere to hide

didn't realise how easily I would bruise,

underestimate this feeling of loss

an unidentifiable man anymore 

floundering like a wounded albatross,

indecent intentions, now I deplore

apologises are unheard, your not here

didn't know how so much I loved you dear.

They say you cannot love someone if you do not love yourself
But loving yourself has nothing to do with feeling for someone else
I know because I spent many years severely hating myself
But I often felt deep love for friends I considered to be top shelf
They inspired love in my heart, which for myself was not ever true
I always wondered why when they would earnestly say "I love you"
In my mind I did not deserve love but with them that was not true
To love myself was something for me that always was taboo
You cannot force love on someone, this has always been true
But what do you do when the person you can't love seems to always be you

A poem about my pastI no longer feel this way.

I met the greatest love of my life when I was the innocent age of sixteen She entered it the way mist creeps along the early morning ground after a night’s rain, effortlessly… Without my knowledge, we started to become fast friendsSpending endless days together, learning the curves of each others’ bodies and I of her secret waysIt wasn’t long before the lingering gazes and simple touches had me completely enamored by her and I was wound tight around her thin, cold, and skeletal- like fingerThe infatuation grew as I shrunk… 

Endless days turned into endless nights, endless weeks, endless months! We spent every waking moment together, every sleeping With her by my side I began to run, miles after miles, to skip meals just to spend time with her It wasn’t long before my parents started to worry about that time I spent with my loveThe days I spent locked in my room, the obsessive miles and trips to the gym early in the morning and late into the evening until my legs shook and I could barely walk They told me she was a bad influence and I thought, “How dare they!? How dare they try to take away the Juliet to my Romeo!?”  Our love was one to rival the ages, so dark, forbidden and intoxicating like the drugs celebrities take just to “kill the pain.”  

By January it was growing unclear where she began and I ended, both intertwined trees stripped bare by the kiss of winter’s icy lips God I had never been so in love! Her touch sent shivers down the bones of my spine which threatened to pierce through the worn thin skin of my backThose hallowed eyes of hers sent flutters of starved, butterflies into a dizzied frenzy in the sunken in cave that once was my stomachI had never felt so alive….

Concentrate on being enough for yourself, connect with you as your own person, and learn to develop yourself, become the most beautiful version of you, one that you are comfortable with, do not worry what others are believing, do whatever it takes to make yourself happyGo out, and be happy, go and spread your relentless love, each and every time mean a little more, say a bit more than the last time, attempt to reach out to have a positive impact on many hearts, and minds.

Don't cry,
It won't do any good.
Stop thinking of him,
The pain will only get worse.
Try not to remember,
You'll only hurt more.
Don't think of the way your hand fit into his perfectly,
Don't remember the way his eyes twinkled when he was happy.
Forget how he would get angry at whoever made you cry,
Forget his awesome smile, his warm hugs.
Shy away from his name,
Push him into the depths of your mind.
Move on, stop wallowing in self-pity.
It's not like you were going to be together forever.
Even if you thought you would be
Just forget all the days you spent together,
The amazing dates you had not so long ago.
Face it; he's not coming back.
Stand up straight, and walk forward.
Be brave.

Our love continued to grow as the warm gaze of summer came forth, shinning light on the skeletons we’d became, bodies ravaged from the merciless vulture that was and is the winter No rays from the sunlight, so brilliant they hurt my eyes, could provide the warmth her love provided The bones that tried to cut through my skin were the love-marks of our late night romps, the constant light-headedness I took for euphoric ecstasy, was really my body dying.

In the dawning light of the summer…I began to see what I had become What both she and I had doneI was no longer a girl, I was no longer a human beingI was a breath of bones, so thin you had to squint one eye and shut the other to notice me“What have I done?” I screamed to myself as I stared at what use to be a body in the length of a one-way mirrorShe came to me then, tried to tempt me back into her arms, but I no longer saw the beauty in her skeletal formI could only see how her love had raped and pillaged me And so I turned her away and said goodbye…

And she thought words were beautiful even in the early morning…                                        
The heart she bare on her sleeve was as transparent as her apologetic warningsDaydreaming consistently,she was flawed but not boring                                                          Her every breath inhaled the scent of constant passion;                                                      
Pressing a pen onto paper was her weapon against reaction                                                    
The complexity of her ways..left even the wisest to contemplating for days                        This is not just a phase.To be cursed with the constant of empathetic waves                     Being so humbled, it hurts                                                                                                                Life was no game;Her love just put you first                                                                                    
It’s just how she was created.Never because she self -hated                                                She never deserved to be ill-fated                                                                                           
She says that she’ll Fake itFake it until she makes it                                                                              I believe her because she’s strong.Where she is, is where she belongs                                   
This is how some are left confused--                                                                                                 
Tilt there heads because there amused                                                                                Amused…to see someone not fighting to prove                                                                      
Feeling no need to ramble bad vocabulary.Is in comparison quite the contrary                      
She enjoys observing the surroundings while listening                                                               She want to get what she’s been giving                                                                                        What Im trying to convey..Even if your in your battle everday                                         
Never let others change your ways                                                                                              
Never let circumstances cause dismay.

You Don’t Know Me

you have no idea who I am 
or what I’m all about 
or what my life has been
or all the heartaches I’ve been through 

please don’t ask
so I don’t have to lie to you
you don’t know me
I’ve always kept my life to myself 
never intended to share 
I never believed anyone would ever care

do you really care for what I might share
or is it only questions you ask of me 
would you fill my life with pain and  sorrow
or would you love me past tomorrow

tonight is all we have will you stay to share 
the morning light  as it brightens up the day

I would give to you all that I have
and be faithful to all your needs 
if only I believed you might love me

when I feel I can trust you
I will open up my heart 
and be your knight in shining armor
protecting you from all harm
 take hold of my arm
together we will walk through the valley of dating darkness
and we will face the sunshine together on the other side
Dennis Davis
April 2017

it's good to be me
i've been set free

i like waking up in my own skin
i can't wait to wake up again and again

i pamper myself with kind words
my future burns bright as i look forward

towards the light contrasting
of my salvation everlasting

my life was meant to be
there's goodness inside of me

By Susan Mills

Lady fair...my fairmaiden
I picture you in your bedchamber
facing your vanity contemplating
the sad beauty,of raven locks
glinting emerald eyes,which cry
only within',as no tears are
to be seen on your self reflection

The knowing of your one true love
....uncertainty is his return
as you slowly brush out ebony curls
trying to smile in anticipation
thoughts as a deep well overflow
and flood your emotion filled heart

Fingers wrapped in spiraling forms
you begin to tug in pouty frustration
longing to be touched,to be desired
as your wanting fantasy screams
within' the confines of your mind
within' the self being reflected back

....only seen by you,only known to you

If only I could,my mind transcend
defy the universal law,and
rip apart the fabric of space
which veils as a seperator
disallowing a moments grace filled
wonder of your loving touch
to soothe eachothers burning will
but...alas,my lady fair
fore we must wait
time takes care of eveything
in due time......

Upon this pebbled path I tread 
wistless in wonder 
in heat and thunder 
on such a simple journey 
just me (a man) and my moon 

my faith's been tested 
my thoughts arrested 
breathing in both good and bad 
never really happy nor sad 

I'm blissfully blighted 
rarely enriched or super excited 
floating aimless but not really free 
that's just the way, you see 

the bends have become a bit bigger 
the narrows getting much too small 
the thick is shaking (his head) 
the thin unmistaking 
and unforgiving 

my hand once offered to steady 
(for a fortnight or two) 
ready it may or not (for you) 
to travel together for a few 

parallel roads paved in precision 
not giving in to any one decision 

driven off into greatness 

a gallant gallop greeting history 
an entangled tandem of intersection 
oh what's it going to be love 
what's it going to be

You are unique
With your bundle of talents
Quirks and flaws
Qualities and strengths

Appreciate your self
As you would
The most precious friendship
On all levels
Intellectual
Emotional
Spiritual
With
respect and gratitude

Ideally
You are your own best friend
Always loyal and supportive



Posted in April, 2018

I connect to the mystical inside me

I connect with myself and listen to myself breathe, 

I know that all of the answers residing in me

I understand that I can achieve as long as I believe, 

Anything that I want achieve, 

Be anything that I want to be

It's not up to anybody else it's all up to me

And every answer that I search for

And the life I seek lays there dormant, 

Waiting for me to activate it, 

To bring it to life through my conscious mind

And within me I have the capability, 

To set my spirit free, 

To reach out and construct a new me

Seeing things differently, 

This world is real

But what we believe

Is all illusory, 

If its what we have been fed

That poison in your head, 

Is other people's views and beliefs

So go down deep within you, 

Connect your mind and soul

And find your own answers, 

Be strong and be bold

And cast aside everything you think you know, 

Accept that you know nothing at all

And start again, 

From new beginnings

And you will get there in the end, 

To that place authentic

To the real you, 

Casting off the lies

And living in truth, 

It's what's within you

Mystical and true, 

You are filled with love

So let that light shine through

And be the peace and be in that mindful place, 

To grant your life a state of bliss and grace

That vibrates at a higher state, 

Of frequency and being within you, 

For I am doing the same, 

I am on that path

And I am never going back again, 

Don't look for it out there

For it's in you, 

Be the impeccable light

And set your spirit free for all to view

And you will finally get to meet the real authentic you.

Love yourself first
Meditate
Or pray

Positive
True Role models
Uplift

Inward
Spiritual
Knowledge from God

Nourishes our
Humanly
Angels

Love yourself first
Meditate
Or pray

Written 10-11-2018			Contest:  CharlieKu   4-3-2
                                                Sponsor:  Charles Messina

Alone,
Alone with an echo.
Alone with a hollow heart.
Allowing my empty mind to run.
Run from thought to thought.
Deadly thoughts.
My mirrored image is oblivious to the emptiness inside.
She smiles,
She laughs,
She even jokes around,
Everything is silly,
Everything is fun and games;
But for every smile,
Every joke,
For every laugh,
There is a tear,
And a drowned scream for help.
I’m a mute,
A mute in many ways,
Mostly emotional.
And I can’t communicate,
I don’t know hand language;
I know aggression,
And pushing,
And shoving,
Just not love.
I connect with pain.
I connect with the broken,
The ones with the torn past,
Disarrayed life stories.
They leak their pain onto me,
And I suckle at it like it’s the last drop of water in the empty desert of my life.
It feeds me.
I live for those I attempt to fix.
Those who,
Even for a moment,
Make me feel a little less messed up,
A little less broken.
Still,
I usually end up under them,
In their deepest holes.
Alone,
With the only company I dread;
My own.
No one has peeked into the inferno of my mind,
No one has dared,
Cause if they did,
If they opened that Pandora box,
There would be no turning back.
But I long for someone,
Someone to break my barriers,
And cradle me.
Tell me there is some light,
Something good inside of me.
Anything.
Someone to embrace my demons.
Someone to embrace me.