For a long time
I've been lying to myself
I always thought being loved and accepted by someone
For who I am
Would be enough to save me
Would be enough to kill all the demon's that have dominated my mind
The demon's that make me crave for death
I always thought being loved and accepted by someone
for who I am
Would be enough to save me
But I later realized no one can save me
No one would battle with the demon's that live within me
Only I can save myself
For the battle is within me.
_Tao
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Emotions In Word's
Poetrywords better written than said. Emotions better written than shown. Art better written than painted. poems better written than spoken. Not very one has a voice to speak up so we write instead. Rose's are red violets are blue if you are a Poet or poe...
