Can I Be Loved?
My past has left me burned and scarred,
my soul and spirit has turned to ash.
My esteem and ego has blown away in the wind,
my confidence and pride are locked in a clash.
Neither side seems to be taking advantage,
but something drastic must be done.
Should I endure and wait out this pain,
or should I give up, get out and run?
Thanks to the burns that have haunted me all my life,
I fail to see any good in me.
I feel that I can never be loved,
and their is nothing worthwhile in me left to see.
Something is always done that makes me doubt the love,
our love gets stronger and we get closer by the day.
But the waterfall dries up,
and it seems my heart drifts farther away,
When I am told those three magic words,
I feel that their is no way they can possibly be true.
My hatred for myself reflects love that is aimed my way,
that was until the moment that I met you.
I have heard these words on countless occassions,
but never given reason to believe.
After being convinced that I could never find love,
I was not prepared for the blow I was about to recieve.
I was shown love by an unknowing angel,
who has finally led me towards the light.
I dreamed of climbing and climging,
but I never thought my heart would reach this height.
I must come to the realization,
that their is nothing wrong with me.
I must take the mask off of my heart,
So that the person I love is able to see.
Copyright © Aydin Durantas | Year Posted 2008
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