Thursday, June 25, 2015
Thursday, May 28, 2015
I exist because of love.
I was born, and loved.
I grew up, loved but felt unloved.
I learned more of myself that I could not accept,
But I wanted so badly to love myself.
So I denied everything-
It was my only coping mechanism and way to love myself
Soon the facade couldn't hold any longer.
Pretense gave way, shame crept in.
People still loved me, and I loved them too.
But I couldn't love myself, so I couldn't let them to, too.
Then, should it be considered timely to learn now that God is love?
So I chased persistently, all for love
To be loved, and to feel loved again
But all I am now is engulfed by this massive wave of fatigue,
In attempt to force my fantasy into reality.
Now here I am again, where I was before.
Still pushing love away,
When all I'm hungry for is love.
Posted by Melissa Leanne at 12:15 AM