There's a sadness in my soul that I can't seem to shake. I've been told that one day the holes with close and the debt will be paid but for now it's seem impossible: for I think the holes are closed yet my heart feels empty. My heart has been robbed of all the joys life has to offer. My heart has been robbed and there's no one who can pay it back. For now I'm left empty like a young child's piggy bank.
And there's a yearning within me to be normal; to be the girl without the scars. Yet who I am if I am not you? Who am I? The scars that made me everyday break me and I can't seem to shake my shadow. She follows me and tell me of all the things I should be and leaves me wanting all the things I shouldn't.
I want to carry your burdens, to drown in your toxic warmth masked as love. But I know who I am. I am not the girl who gets her love at the end of a fairytale. I am the wicked witch of the West. Or am I? Am I who I am or who I tell myself to be or who I dream to be? Who am I and why can't I love myself?
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This poem is very personal to me. I wrote it on vacation but decided against posting it last week but here it is now. I hope you liked it.
I think this poem leads into the idea of self love and next month is February so.... For the month of February last year I wrote poems about love and updated constantly. I think this year is a good time for change so if you have any ideas on a new theme that I should write about for next month, comment and leave me some ideas. I would really appreciate it. ❤
~ Have you ever cried at the death of someone you don't know?
I know this week is a tough week. Take your time and love yourself.
Much love
D.O.
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