I wish I could tell you, the words inside my head. They want to caress you when we’re sleeping in my bed. But I don’t like reactions that people often give me, when I allow these words to roam free. I want you to know, that I’m trying my hardest, and that I don’t mean to hurt you in the process. I’m getting better my dear, cant you see? Won’t you give it time, if you truly love me? I don’t want you to leave me, ever, my baby. I told you before, and I might as well just repeat it now, I cant be perfect, I don’t know how, but listen baby, this imperfection is killing me. Please, don’t go, there’s more you need to know. I don’t do this shit for your sympathy, you know, the vomiting and everything? It’s a problem I need to get rid of, and sweetheart there’s something that’s helping and that is your love. So stick by me, just a little longer, and I will show you that my self esteem is getting stronger. If you believe in me, then I will too, there’s always room for relapse darling, but please, don’t go even if the affects may be startling. I am doing my best to be all you ever wanted, but these god damned problems make me feel like I’m being haunted. This will get better, to you I promise, because when I am with you it is pure bliss.
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Funny how something you read reminds you of something bad you went through, but makes you feel better. This is a very good poem.
