You are not weak;
You just have to find out your strengths
When you feel the failure all the time,
Just do your best and surrender the rest to God
Always think positive and try to see the best in you

You are not ugly;
You just need to smile to enhance the beauty in you
Always do the good things for you but consider the welfare of others
For beauty is not just skin-deep but coming from the heart

You are loved;
Yes, don't say nobody loves you
That child who smiles when he sees you,
Jesus whom you cannot see, but always loves you
And I, the only one who will not stop loving you

I love you!
This is me, yourself.

Without you here,

I've been able to name stars after myself

And ***** my fingers on roses that I've planted in my own garden

I've read and written poetry because I have identified myself with confidence and happiness

And the throbbing constant ache is at a dull hum

I'm foliated sketches and the dog-earing of my favorite pages.

I am the prayer I say at night before bed and the gratitude I feel in the morning

And without you here,

I am still all of those and so much more

Without you here

I am so much more

Hollow
        as last hopes escape.
Numb
        as it sinks in.
Goodbye
          forever.

Wavering resolve
why is it so difficult
to be kind to self?

Tomorrow, I will finally start living
Truly, fiercely, without any dark thoughts.

Tomorrow, I may finally live my life of no importance,
Enjoy the wind, breezing through my golden hair,
Love the different colors the sky can show me,
Embrace the love from kind strangers I will meet,
Adore all those stunning sounds Nature can play
And I may be liking myself, carrying out my promises.

Tomorrow, I promise to finally start living
Truly, fiercely, without any dark thoughts.

But let this be tomorrow, let me doubt tonight again.
Used to those dark thoughts, I could feel myself vanish,
In this happiness I dream about, and fear at the same time.
Let it happen tomorrow, let me wake up with a smile,
One that will surprise me, astonish me by its strangeness.
Let the unknown pleasure of being pleased and alive come, tomorrow.

Tomorrow, I promise I will live, truly, fiercely,
And leave those dark thoughts at your door.

To save oneself one must learn to love themselves completely.

I keep expecting you to love the things I hate.

To accept them even.

Trouble is you don't believe in accepting this twisted up part of me.

I don't blame you, it's ugly and vile, it wraps me into something I don't like.

You say to accept it would mean there would never be progress.

But what if progress can only come from acceptance?

Maybe it's not your acceptance I need, or anyone else's.

Maybe all I need is to learn to accept myself.

To understand that I'll have setbacks on my journey to recover like anyone else.

To forget the past and future, to live only in the right here and now.

If I learnt to accept and love myself maybe I won't expect mountains from you.

I'd be able to give myself the world and everything else I so desparetly need.

Perhaps then, I wouldn't suffocate you so.

Perhaps then, I'd be free.

One who can not make change in oneself
Is it possible for him to make a change in others?
A flower that can't blossom
How can it emit a fragrance?
One who can't make determination
How can he find a way out?
One who doesn't know you
How can he talk about you?
One who can't struggle in darkness
How can he make a journey to light?
Morning is for those who've struggled at night

Life is for living, they say.
But,
Pivoted around ego recognition endless ways.
We,
Churn out to be everyone but oneself

In denial untruth
We find a playmate
"Immersed in pretense"
Our loved game,we play.
"Relish" we say in unison,
"A rule"of the game.
Fooled into believing
There is no such thing as "Doomsday"