i'm loving, but who could love me?

"i really do."

"i really do."
fate -h.e.r

my hands aren't clean
my mind is not pure

i am dirtied by reality
my hand does not reach for what i need
sometimes
these hands are used for greed and grieve

to punish
to harm
to hurt

but never to keep
and hold
because they've been
pushed away
after all of the love i gave

give up that grieve and greed
and fall to your knees

realize your imperfection
and accept your fate

i am to die
and i will

but not before i
lift my hand
in love
in purity

i am dirtied by this life
but im apart of it

nothing is done to me
i am apart of every occurring moment in this life

nothing is anyone's fault
we share the downfall

in this life
id rather you
cut me at the wrist

before i chose to give
hate
with these hands

use my words for good
not for strife
i cry

because im happy
because im saved
because i realized
that i was not nourishing my mind

hate

will not destroy me
and it does not have to destroy you

you can be anything in this life
set yourself free

accept every single little thing
it's okay to love the world
but never the things in it
what is made by man
cannot help you
man never has the answer

only you do
in that beautiful bright mind
that you tend to
over complicate time after time

it is okay to love you
because if no one were watching
you wouldn't even think to
hate
such a mold

you would know
that you are not what people call you
you are not your clothes
you are not who you talk to
you are not what you've done
you are not your mistakes

you are
a golden soul

no one else can be you
they will never feel what you feel
and think how you do

you're special
you're important
and no matter who you are
or where you're from
your life matters

believe in your dreams
be patient with yourself
understand that can do anything

i believe in you
because i will never be you
we all have our success stories
our losses and our truths

but that is the beauty in loss
the beauty in pain and hatred

to survive so much pain
shows that you were born to
there is a reason why we all stay

and i could have left
each and every time
that i tried to take my own breath

but i stayed
and i never knew why

i know now
and it is for you

who?

everyone
the people who make this world worth living for
the people who are low, but have the potential to be so high

the people who don't see the value in their own lives
they are
the most important to me

because the people who can go through grief and greed

are the people who will me to believe

my hands aren't dirtied
my soul is clean

i reverse the hatred
with something a hurt person
would only view as laughable or obscene

with love
from every reach

the lift of my hand
out reaching to another who
cannot feel my love
but can only imagine

and dream
and i too will dream

with my eyes closed
and a warmth in my chest
as it grows
my worries drift into the shadows

we created hatred
and love too

why be so
cold?

when you can always
grow