Loving Myself NowI've written poems of love amore,
Spent my days day-dreaming,
And nights restless staying awake,
As I stood facing the wind,
I could hear it whispering,
Your name in my ear.
I've spent days burning in hate,
Bringing my energy down in distaste,
Spent all my time cursing,
Pleading, hoping, begging,
The finally surrendering to reality.
I've wasted time loving others,
Only to realize the neglect,
I've forced upon myself,
As my soul was crying out for love,
I realized the person it was crying out to,
So I put an effort into myself,
Was called narcissistic for doing so,
I closed myself off to nothing but myself,
And gave myself the strength and independence,
I thought I could do without.
Now I look at myself and see,
I would never go back to the weaker me.
Poetry by Kshiti Dubey
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Written on 2016-02-04 at 11:54
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