Loved

Everything is born and everything has a start,

People learn to live, learn to love and learn to have a heart.

If no one ever loved, how could hatred ever be fought?

If no one ever loved, how could you have loved me like I thought?

Because I’ve never been loved and it seems I never will.

I can’t give my love because that’s a part of me you killed.

So all I give is hate, hurt and so much of all I have.

Passing pain and trauma and toxicity and infinite mounds of sad.

I give everything and more but what I give is not enough.

Because of everything I give, none of it is ever love.

I keep strong and lie and cheat because you taught me to act tough.

But I’m weak and sad and tired and I just want to be enough.

So don’t give me all your love now, because I turn it into hate.

You give me everything now but honestly, it’s just too late.

My heart, my head, my freaking brain is breaking, crashing down.

And I hope you love yourself because you’re all you have left now.