They say you gotta face the past, in order to heal
But I don't even know, if any of it's real
They say that pain, erases memories
But what is there to take the pain from me
The therapist said, between childhood and exes
I never learned what love was
My world was torn between here and Texas
All because I was hurt, so I hurt.. the one's I love
Lord knows that I've tried
I've prayed and I've cried
I've read the book, changed my look
To just another version I hate
I've loved my friends, and my foes
Even loved the ones I don't know
In hoping to change my fate
I can forgive everyone else
But I don't know how, to love myself
I harbor hate, but it's for me
Lord can you please show me
How to love myself
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Author:
John Lee (
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- Published: June 9th, 2025 00:17
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Comments1
A poem that reminded me in the beginning of that song All my exes live in Texas but evolved into a deep introspective dive and landed upon the hardest thing of all learning to love oneself as a prerequisite to being able to love another. A very nice write that more people need to read
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