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Is there hope it is this the way it is?

By TT MPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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I am surrounded my things that symbolize the way people love me

Flowers, books, clothes, gifts

But I still feel unloved

You may be able to buy happiness but can you buy love?

I look to words for clarity

Sometimes too much

The words of a man mean more to me than the words of myself

The words of strangers me more to me than the words of family

You may be able to speak happiness but who can speak love?

I discard those who say they love me for things that make me hate myself

Drugs, alcohol, sex, anger

No wonder I feel unloved

You may be able to feel happiness but how can you feel love?

Love doesn’t come for people like me.

I break people who weren’t before broken

I hurt people who haven’t been hurt

I damage people who I thought could not get damaged

My “love” is but a black hole of darkness and nothingness.

Will it every change?

What will I become?

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About the Creator

TT M

I write to express myself in my darkest times.

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