I was too cold
to love
I was too hungry
To share
I was too disturbed
to see
I was too crushed
to care…
I was too hopeless
to believe…
I was too empty
to feel
I was too proud
to ask for help
I was too weak
to pray
I was too busy hating myself
to love myself
Until words gave me eyes
to see
I could find beauty
in these dark moments

to accept