You hate yourself,
yet you speak
I love you.
Can I trust your love
when you revile
your own beating heart?
I cannot heal
the pain you leave
unattended.
Misery has found sustenance
in the repeated self – aspersion
you drown in.
I wait to hear you say I love you
without the weight of the darkness
you stone your spirit with.
Love is not whole
when you divide it
by hating yourself.
Susie Clevenger 2013
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