I love you
Do you?
How can you say that
When you hate yourself?
Hmm, apparently you misheard the past tense
I had evolved by then
Past hatred
To a mere dislike
Even that has passed now
But your judgements remain
Self-loathing can beget love
Who better to recognize it
A heart that cannot love itself
Craves that same
Seeks it out
As a balm to a burn
Loneliness and misery
Search for something brighter
A dim flame
One to nurture carefully
Building it up
Slowly
Gently
Knowing that a slow flame endures
But, tended improperly
Will rage up
The flames licking the sky
Until the fuel is nothing but charcoal
And the flame has died
The pain yearns to be erased
To burn away
Yet it can withstand the conflagration
Still found among the charcoal
Though it cannot endure the long flame
Steadily burning
Until that misery
Has buried beneath the ash
Of that steady fire
Carefully tended
Intent to endure
This reminds me of a poem I wrote. Don’t know if I’ve posted it on my blog yet or not. If I haven’t I will. Still haven’t written anything new.
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I hadn’t for months, but I’m getting back slowly.
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