To who I used to be
I know you believe in me
I am tainted, painted with blood, sculpted with scars
Yet I know you believe in me

You're not too much
Believe me, you're not
I love you so much
wishing a little, that you were protected

A lot of things happened
Things change, people come and fly away
But you're the same, maybe a little less
But you're trying to be so much more
I am trying to be so much more

Feelings, it seems, is held captive every year
But there was a time, you were in love and free
Now, you're back, back to overthinking
back to guilting yourself
back to allowing people to mistreat you
back to shaping yourself and trying thousand ways
trying a million ways...... for them
And never appreciated

I'm sorry you're back
I'm trying to be strong again
You were so strong mentally
I know you never wanted to be
I'm sorry

But I'll try
For both of us
I'm sorry, you're no longer hugged
but hey, I'm always here
To hold your hand, pat your head
And love you in those low moments

I am here ❣️ ❣️❤️‍🩹

I write for myself, but publish for you all... Because I used to read my poems when I'm sad- because there was no one who I would believe understands me
You can write here, you can vent here, it's a free space for everyone
And if you don't want to engage but just express then write (EXX) at the beginning or at the end of your comment

I'll respect your choice
But do comment guys
It means a lot