It's December again.
I feel defeated.
The year has drained me.
Body,
Soul,
Life,
Fertility,
& everything I longed to be.
It's been stripped from me.
I had high hopes this year.
I should have been more realistic.
I feel like I should be happier,
prettier,
vibrant,
thinner,
And less "me".
I should be happy with the holidays approaching and all that.
Yet,
I am not.
I feel more depressed than I ever was.
I long to be loved again.
I long for a love so great the heavens will shake.
The earth will shift.
The continents will move closer just to touch again.
I'm yearning.
Want me.
Need me.
Desire for me.
And love all the broken parts of me,
So,I will be whole again.
So, I won't have to mourn.
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Love, life, and everything in between.
PoetryNumerous poems about what love can do and how it hurts just as much. A collection of thoughts, feelings, and the universal experience of being a human being. Life! From ages 14-23.
