A Beautiful Disaster

for future me: a slam poem

for future me: a slam poem

You are loved.
Love is a powerful force.
Even though it's used as a noun or verb.
The meaning and feeling of being loved or giving love are strong.
So, you are loved
You fight each day to wake up and you still manage to put a smile on your face.
Then you receive a text from a special someone and you can't help but feel butterflies.
That feeling finds its way to your brain and you can't help but smile while replying to them too.
You are loved.
You listen to your music and tell yourself you are not alone.
That some people go through the battles you go through every day.
Yes, you are loved.
Don't think about the negative things in life, they are only temporary little problems that can easily be fixed.
You can only start by surrounding yourself with the ones you love and cherish.
You are loved.
You are loved by that someone out there who feels as if they need you, not want but need.
As if, you were the missing piece in their life.
So, you are loved.
Look forward to each day, don't dread to wake up just to face the darkness that consumes you.
Find that little spark of hope, that little glimmer of light, because within the deep dark abyss, there is bound to be one little spec of hope.
You are loved.
I know you don't believe that sometimes.
I know that you feel as if all odds are against you and there is no possible way of finding hope.
As if, there was no point in going forward in life and that you feel obligated to cut the cords.
I know, that you blame yourself and that you hate yourself for it.
I know you too well because I am you.
I know you hate your scars.
I know you hate yourself too much, to where...you forget to love yourself.
You are loved, so please don't forget it.
Take your time and breathe.
You don't have to face things heads on.
Take everything in and enjoy what you have and look forward to what you will have.
But most of all,
Love yourself.
When you forget to, just reread this again.
With love, your past self.

a.b.