I thought I knew what love was,
Turns out I never did until I met you...

I believe in love
I believe that there is a way...

I saw her
And it was love at first sight...

I feel broken, worthless, pointless.
Whatever I do is wrong...

If I had a better body,
You wouldn't need to look at others...

The guilt,
For being alive...

I sit on my couch,
Looking at the clouds going by...

I give you my heart on a plate,
Please don't tred on it...

Let me leave my needs at your door,
You're needs are all I'm caring for...

I came for a walk, now I sit with the dead,
Silence, still, a gentle breeze blows in the sun...

When you spot personal growth in yourself.
The calm love is back...

This is not a poem, it is regarding my chronic...
Just thought I'd share...