The Insecure

This poem I use to preach to myself. After writing this the following words were scribbled on a page as a reminder "you're great ... You're wonderful ... The problem is: you don't love yourself ... No one else is in the wrong"

Don't think I am finding anything wrong with you - the reader - it is just another approach to writing to myself.

Insecurities
They're a part
Needing love
Broken emotions
Unable to reach out
The tension
Takes away the attention
He had given you

I watch you pout
All the time
Asking why
Things can't be perfect
Yet you neglect
Basic health
And loving yourself

Every day
Something's changed
And you're worst off
For it
Deep inside
A seed lies
Just need to water it

Choking on the fumes
Remembering
The bartering
For lovers
Between friends
Stifle commitment
So you can end it
Before your heart gets hurt

Not like walking the plank
Of a pirate ship
Instead leaping from a bridge
Knowing your bungee
Won't break
YEAH!
Flying while falling
Swinging before ending
The adrenaline

The only way to cure
The insecure
Is honestly
Letting them know
They're unbelievable
And wonderful