This is a personal documentation through poetry.
I am learning to look inward now, give myself love when I least want to. I do not live to love others, I live to love myself. I will find and create what is enough for me, and you will learn to let it...
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Rain that pelts down on the concrete outside Entices me, but not enough. Nothing is ever enough to push me hard, Harder than I push myself To walk out an open door And let my clothes hang with water On my irritable skin. I'd get rained on if it meant change. I'd get rained on if it meant you'd be inside waiting. I'd get rained on if it meant I could get a do-over. But the rain outside moves from backyard to backyard, And soon enough it will be at your lawn, Begging you to come out, Clothes and all.
