to you who is hurting
you are not alone
my demons used to follow me too
they used to plague me
"you are ugly"
"you will never be enough"
they muffled my screams and
shattered me
piece by piece
until I was broken
lying on cold concrete
hurting myself
on all of my shards
unable to glue myself
back together
I need you to understand
your demons are your demons
they are not you
nothing you feel is imaginary
you are true
you are beautiful
you are enough
you will never
be defined by
your imperfections
I invite you to battle alongside me because
I believe in you
I believe in the good in you
YOU ARE READING
Truly,
PoesiaThis, in case you were wondering, is a collection and record of the spontaneous poems and written pieces I write, for me. I use writing to channel a large part of my emotions, and the pieces you may read are a consequence of this. The reason I share...
