unloved.
not loved or cherished.
my conscious floods with this word.
is this what i am
or what i feel?
i cant bare to grasp,
to feel,
to know,
to accept,
what being loved
feels like.
unworthy.
lacking value; undeserving,
why do i feel this way?
why do I feel so
undeserving of
love,
affection,
loyalty.
my mind races,
endlessly
making eternal,
never ending,
infinite,
spirals in my head.
why do i have the ability to feel hatred,
but the inability to feel,
deserving
of
being
loved?
why does being loved
feel like something
so,
unfathomably difficult
to
endure?