untitled, a poem. 12/29/16

untitled, a poem

misery is a part of the

experience we call life,

you will feel joy again.

in one way or another

you are not giving yourself

what you need to thrive

most likely, that thing is love

loving yourself can be very hard

if no one else has really loved you

assuming though,

that you, also have love

and if you are loved

you will never see the true-self

until you see the you that is

through the eyes

of those who you adore



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