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Have you ever self-destructed? Said **** it to the world. Left logic locked away until tomorrow. Have you ever given up? Thrown a tantrum about your life. Left gratitude to grovel at the door. Have you ever realized later, how blinding self-hate is? How easily it tricks you into believing, you’re not worth the love you’re given, you have no love to give. No wonder you stay in bed to ease the pain. But trust me I’ve laid in darkness, wallowing in despair, tried to warm, my freezing heart with heaps of blankets. But I’ve learned time and again, when I emerge from shifting shadows, life is waiting ever patient as I learn, how to see myself through eyes with compassion for healing wounds, trusting my beating heart says I’m enough.
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Nov 25, 2019
Nov 25, 2019 at 2:32 PM UTC
Life is Patient
Have you ever self-destructed? Said **** it to the world. Left logic locked away until tomorrow. Have you ever given up? Thrown a tantrum about your life. Left gratitude to grovel at the door. Have you ever realized later, how blinding self-hate is? How easily it tricks you into believing, you’re not worth the love you’re given, you have no love to give. No wonder you stay in bed to ease the pain. But trust me I’ve laid in darkness, wallowing in despair, tried to warm, my freezing heart with heaps of blankets. But I’ve learned time and again, when I emerge from shifting shadows, life is waiting ever patient as I learn, how to see myself through eyes with compassion for healing wounds, trusting my beating heart says I’m enough.
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Nov 25, 2019
Nov 25, 2019 at 2:32 PM UTC
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