Poems... A place to escape to, to relate with. A world that is created with a single verse, and a universe that is created with a single stanza... Poetry...a place you can make your own.
When pain isn't a good enough reason to hate yourself anymore, you have to hate everything else just to love yourself enough to hate the person responsible for all of your pain.
There's growth in allowing yourself to suffer to learn how to rebuild your confidence.
Sometimes it feels worth it.
Sometimes you can't feel anything at all.