The pain part 1:

I was convinced that this was as good as it gets

this was all I was worth

a body to be used

a second after thought to kill the time

a body to satisfy the need

I confused being used for lust as being wanted

I was convinced being wanted

was as good as I can get

I was too hard to love

not beautiful enough to be treated right

I was rough around the edges

so no one was gentle

I hid the cries behind a fake smile

convinced myself this is as good as it gets

at least is is for me

I’m not like the others

delicate flowers cared for and adored

I dreamed for more

but life gave me harsh reality

the love I wanted wasn’t for me

It’s okay I told myself

it’s just all good fun

the pain’s not real

stuff it down, don’t let yourself feel

stop hoping for love

it doesn’t exist for you

you don’t fit the mold

or any man’s dream

you’re just a bump in the road

a fling to kill time

keep it moving

no one stays

they’ll move on and find their one

you were just there for fun

your time now is done

your fate has come

nights alone

nights with pain

nights remembering the shame

I was convinced this is my fate

all alone

no one to call my own

no real love because 

there’s no love for me

to be continued in part two…

The healing part 2:

Now I realize that I fell for the lie I was fed

my body is my own

not to be used

I deserve time and effort

still hard to love

but worth the work

I’m filled with love

I’m more than just a body

ready to give all of me

but not to just anyone

rather be alone than mistreated or unappreciated

my trust takes time

and is very fragile

I’m a delicate flower with thorns

be careful with me

handle me with care

I’m not for the fragile 

or faint of heart

only a man who’s patient, strong, and secure

can handle me

I’m not my mistakes

or the shame of my past

lesson learned

made me wiser

battered heart 

made me tougher

I feel everything

the joy and the pain

I grieve what I lost

and hope for what

I might gain

I believe love is for me

but move slowly

carefully cautious

to not repeat history

putting in the work

to heal from the pain

no more people pleasing

I’m doing this for me

before anyone can love me

I need to love me

I let go of my past

finally I’m free!

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