This meditative silence
Torn by agonizing staccatos
Of frustrated anger
As I rip apart
My paper heart
Shred after shred
Of flimsy flesh
Fall at my feet
Spilled ink
Of my veins
Wasted
To make sense of these feelings
And give them to you
Cohesive
Beautiful
Untainted
But I only hold
These haunted scribbles
Madness and confusion
Obscuring heart’s truth
How then
Could I ever hope
To make you understand me
And my love for you
When I can’t even
Make sense of myself?
Misunderstood
13 responses to “Misunderstood”
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Thank you so much 🌸
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I’m humbled by your kind words. Thank you so much Priya 💕 it truly means a lot.
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You will,when you find you and then,only then will you find true,deep and untainted love…
Love that looks beyond the skin or form
That binds up broken patches
Calms a broken soul
Puts back together all torn veins
And restarts the flow of beauty within you
Beauty long forgotten by wandering un-noticing eyes…-
Self-love is the purest form of love; when you love yourself then you will be able to love others wholeheartedly.
Beautiful words Pepa 💕
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Pepa you’re truly a lovely soul ❣️ To be honest, I’m still on that path of learning self-love and appreciating myself in spite of all the flaws.
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Flaws??flaws?? Show me one perfect person and I will show you your flaws…until then?Enjoy every bit of you! As you find those flaws please read this
And am laughing…Thanks for the complement dear one.
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You’re welcome and that was indeed a lovely post 🌸
The flaws I speak of though are internal; the personality flaws that I must deal with in order to grow into a better person
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