As I sit here,
I wonder,
Wonder why things like this happen,
Why do they happen to me?

I work and I do all that I can to help,
But still that is not enough,
Nothing is ever enough.

I feel worthless,
Which up until now I could not have truly felt,
But I know I am not worthless.

I feel that I am what she says,
But I know that I am not.

I know of joy,
And of this sadness and loathing.

I feel both of these now at once,
Which is better then no feeling,
I have tried that before.

It doesn't work,
No matter what you say to yourself,
No matter how you think you feel most of the time,
It doesn't matter,
Because you are just thinking it,
Whereas I am now feeling it again.

All the pain,
O so much pain,

Is all overshadowed,

By the love I feel,

The love of life,
And you,
Which I feel running through me now.

And I will not forsake that feeling,

Forsake my true self,

So as to be more stable,
I will live this current pain,
Because no matter what I am subjected to,

I have your love,
And that is all I need.