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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Gaining freedom does not mean I am free from the turmoil in my heart. It is there, and it is fierce, and I have not stopped Thinking for weeks at a time. Ruined, embarrassed, and confused, I fall into your arms. Yet there is no understanding for you to Understand. If I could not explain it to him, I cannot explain it to you. I will give no answer, and tell no lie. Every mouth will find my ear with Answers, and answers, and answers. But if I cannot understand it myself, Neither can anyone else. Let us sit in silence with heavy hearts, And see what happens. I am not blind to it, but I make myself that way. And I am sorry. Maybe it is an easy out, to say that I am drawn To something I just do not Understand.
