4 am thoughts

For she is what I am not: tall, skinny, confident.That image is a projection of what I want to be. In hope that one day you'll look past that and see me for who I am. Undress my soul without touching me. What you find behind layers of self loathing and insecurity is me. Raw. Real. I lay my heart on a silver platter for you, no matter how many times it has been crushed. I would allow you to do it. Every single time. Truly. Madly. Deeply.

Reviews

[Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse]

She? Do you mean the girl that is within you? The one who has been screaming out through the yawns and senseless thoughts? nuisance you call her, to ignore the truth of the reflection of your own mirror. Full of smog, wipe it off, see yourself. That's Raw, that's Real

[Inject Positivity]

This is what unconditional love is, it lets the other person torn us apart as many times they want. We sell ourselves in the hands of pain and brokenness to give love to them.

The declaration of unconditional love in this poem is so very strong and the reader can hear it.

Sincerely
Dhiman