How am I supposed to love you
When I don't love myself?
How do I give you all of me
When I don't love a single
part of who I am.
I wish I could give you
The love that you deserve
But I fear I am unable.
For there is nothing left for me to give;
There is no love for me to spare.
Do you expect an apple
to come from a fig tree?
Or an animal
from the sprout of a plant?
No, you do not,
for it is simply impossible.
So how can you expect a person
Who hates themself to be able to love?
I wish I could my dear, but first
I must come to peace with myself
and all my broken pieces.
Then, and only then
can I give you my love.
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Hidden Thoughts
PoetryJust a bunch of little poems that I've written. Hope you like them, and are able to be comforted by some of them, or atleast be able to relate. And just something that I want to let you know is that I tend to write when I am in low spirits, it was j...
