Jun 2023
I hate who I am right now
What my life looks like
How do I embrace this part of myself
The part that thinks I deserve the least amount of love
when she needs the most gentlest yet fiercest kind of love
I wanna go back
But what the **** does that even mean
What's "back"
What my life looks like
How do I embrace this part of myself
The part that thinks I deserve the least amount of love
when she needs the most gentlest yet fiercest kind of love
I wanna go back
But what the **** does that even mean
What's "back"
The title reflects my therapy work. I did a visualization of what my fear looked like and mentally sat with it as much as I could. Since then, I realize it wasn't fear; it was anger. I was afraid to feel the anger and the meta emotion was fear. This poem is me tapping into that anger (which in this case is directed towards myself)
