I realized the desperation for someone else more than myself. I begged and begged to be loved, and in the end. I realized I couldn't love me, there is no way I could, if I am begging to be loved by someone other than myself. Crying and screaming at the top of lungs, to be loved that saddens me. Do I even love myself or did I ever?

These are a Series of Goodbyes. Read more to Find out

[ #15 in poetry as of 4th of May 2018 ] 1st place for Poetry in the Necro Awards 2nd place for Poetry in the Nova Awards 3rd place for Poetry in the Ethereal Awards 1st for #slampoetry for 10 days consecutively rhyming poems about what society today has come to

A Poetic series. what beholds the fate of the unseen? . . Step inside this world of Enchanted illusions to find out.