when you love yourself, you believe in yourself and anything and everything is possible. It'll make you stronger and when you love yourself, your beauty shines through for all people to see!
Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a
poem
And he called it "Chops"
because that was the name of his dog
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and a
gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his
aunts
That was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo
And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with
tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed a lot
And the
girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X's
and
he had to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father always tucked him
in bed at night
And was always there to do it
Once on a piece of
white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Autumn"
because that was the name of the season
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of its new
paint
And the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars
And left
butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year
his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames
And the girl
around the corner laughed
when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And
the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed a lot
And his father
never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad
when he cried
for him to do it.
Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a
poem
And he called it "Innocence: A Question"
because that was the
question about his girl
And that's what it was all about
And his
professor gave him an A
and a strange steady look
And his mother never
hung it on the kitchen door
because he never showed her
That was the
year that Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end
of the Apostle's
Creed went
And he caught his sister
making out on the back porch
And
his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
And the girl around
the corner
wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
And at
three a.m. he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly
That's why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
Because that's what it was really
all about
And he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didn't think
he could reach the kitchen.
Every day,
I learn to love myself more and more.
I learn to treat myself better each and every
day.
This is good.
I smile more, because I have a reason to, not just
because I can.
I'm happy.
This is good.
My heart is slowly healing and it's good.
I would like to send you my deepest and most sincere apologies. There are not enough words to describe how sorry I am. For each second you felt lost, for each of the millions of tears you shed, for each day you felt so so sick and tired, I'm sorry. It was too much for you to handle but I applaud you for each day you found the strength to deal with it all. The tears have stopped and all is calm now my dear. I'm so sorry you tried to find comfort in things that couldn't really help, like sex, drugs, food, and cutting. I wish you were able to see the toll it took on your precious body. I wish you were able to see and appreciate your beauty. It was a beauty unlike anything else in this world and it came from the courage that I knew you always had but you couldn't see. I'm sorry you were so filled with emotions that it had to find its way out through tears and drops of blood. I'm sorry that you felt as if no one understood. You may not have known this but you inspired me, each time you refused to give up, you created more hope, something desperately needed in this world.
You were never stupid, never useless. You were never really lonely. We're never really alone. We're more loved than we know. Love is always there. You were worth more than you could have ever imagined.
The darkness is finally gone sweet angel. I'm sorry you didn't know that you were loved and that things do get better but my wish is that you no longer feel any pain. One day I hope to see your smile. Your precious, beautiful smile.
we cry for a lot of reasons. It's okay to cry. When we cry and let it all out, we feel so much better. don't be ashamed of releasing your tears. don't be afraid to let it all out. go ahead and and cry if you need to. It won't change anything about you. The idea of crying is beautiful. It may not look so pretty when you look in the mirror but when you cry, it's so good for you. It's a chance to let some pain out of your body. it's a chance to release your troubles and clear your mind. It's nothing to worry about and we should embrace the act of crying and all of its beauty. It's something that will surprisingly make us strong. It doesn't weaken us like most people think. It makes us human. It helps us and protects us. It's something really special and when you think about it, tear drops are quite powerful. They save us.
love is beautiful. you are more loved than you could ever imagine. believe it. you're loved. you're loved. you are loved. don't forget it. don't give up on love. love is magic. a great and powerful magic that we all have. don't forget that it's there for you and it always will be even when you're doubting it. love is all around. I promise.
