I weep for myself
Because nobody else dares to
I’m no less deserving of sympathy
I deserve a little compassion too
Even more so because I get none
Except that which I give myself
I talk to myself
Because nobody else dares to
I’m no less deserving of company
I deserve a little interaction too
Even more so because I get none
Except that which I give myself
I caress myself
Because nobody else dares to
I’m no less deserving of intimacy
I deserve a little satisfaction too
Even more so because I get none
Except that which I give myself
I remember myself
Because nobody else dares to
I’m no less deserving of memory
I deserve a little recognition too
Even more so because I get none
Except that which I give myself
I forgive myself
Because nobody else dares to
I’m no less deserving of empathy
I deserve a little absolution too
Even more so because I get none
Except that which I give myself
I should end myself
Because nobody else dares to
I’m no less deserving of finality
I deserve a little conclusion too
Even more so because I get none
Except that which I give myself
forgiving ourself is ofter teh hardest...
ReplyDeleteI feel like some of this sometimes, but don't think about the last stanza much- think I deserve to live, tho no one else says I should want to...
ReplyDeleteI've been on my own for many moons now, n am well used to it.
Can't stand getting bossed around at all, either!