my troubled mind constantly reiterates
that i do not deserve love and kindness,
that i am nothing.
but my aspiration to heal
asserts that i do,
i do,
i do.
so the war wages on,
as i realize i am everything:
the battleground,
the revolutionary
and the enemy.
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melancholia in the milky way
Poetrymelancholia in the milky way is a poetry collection carved from misery and heartbreak; it is loving and being loved through the hardships, and it is searching the turmoil for specks of hope with a telescope. i'll post snippets here, but the full boo...
