Lonely

I am lonely.

I know I am not as alone as I think myself to be, but still I cannot help this feeling.

I am torn.

There is a civil war going on in my head.

The two clans are destroying the mind.

Toosoo, Christi-Anne wake up!

This will not save you.

You are not the enemy.

You have always been your friend.

Your soul is as sweet as grapefruit, dripping with fervour and diligence.

You are a whole.

You have never been half of a person.

Let the sides of yourself get to know each other.

You can't make yourself a nomad forever.

Why are you afraid of being alone?

Stop running from yourself.

Haven't you realize it?

You can't get love and acceptance from others.

Not until you stop hating yourself.

This poem is about: 
Me

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