Poem #178

I placed a very big burden of your shoulders.
I needed you to love me for who I am and I
needed you to love me because I wasn’t
capable of loving myself.
Healing myself now hurts not only because
I need to mend the broken pieces and learn
how to love myself again but also because
I was foolish enough thinking you will be able
to carry that burden until I heal.
The moon is my guide and always will be.
It’s time now for this wolf to lick her wounds in solitude.

3 thoughts on “Poem #178

  1. So beautiful moon wolf poetry. You are an original poet!

    1. Thank you 😀

  2. The image of the Moon as a guide is very powerful. I find myself that it is impossible to rely on others for support, but that Nature will always be there for me with her peace.

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