scared shitless

he loves me all the time, even through my dark days.
he loves me when i don't care to love myself.

i find days hard when i feel low, burden lust.
it craves so much attention; i feel obligated to listen.
the light peaks through on darker days reminding me of who i am; once was.

i feel selfish to those around me; they never got to know who i was before trauma changed my life.
i was a being of light and laughter, with little darkness.
i was a ray of sunshine but truth be told; i knew nothing in the sense of the universe and energies.
today i manifest energies, feel them, absorb them, interrupt them, discuss them; i live and breathe energy.

so yes, the past changed whom i once was but created and built me up to be so much more.
i appreciate the dark, i admire the dark.

never apologize for passion, it creates you.

allison mcnary