For so long I entreated others to give me the gift of love
Not knowing that this feeling must come from within who I am.
I refused the soul inside of me, feeling only a chasm of the deepest darkness.
Futilely I believed in a blackened heart instead of one which is pure.

My arms were tautly stretched towards love’s warm embrace,
My hands twisted like deadly claws trying to grab what I was perpetually denied.
As I look back and think upon the ignorant person I once was,
A tear silently falls down my cheek and drips onto a blood-stained hand.

I felt so empty, so alone, like my world would forever be in this blackness
Many days I did not wish to speak, not even in a whisper.
While in this self-induced state of wretchedness,
I forced myself to feel pain from a silently-beating, bleeding heart.

My body wasted away in the sickness that clouded my life
No matter who tried, happiness would not come to my troubled heart and soul.
The power of doubt clouded my feelings, my true emotions.
But no longer does my unforgiving mind control my heart.

From the depths of the deepest darkness I dared to take a swift look above.
Astounded, I gazed upon an angel’s radiant face smiling down at me.
What I did not know is from that moment I would finally feel true love.
How I was graced with such a wonderful gift will remain hidden to me.

My theory of my gift is that i overcame an oppression I had placed around myself.
The chains of depression were made brittle and I was able to break free.
From there, my head lifted into the darkness of my soul,
And there was the light of love, waiting for me.

As it turns out, love did not turn its back on me,
Rather I had turned my back greedily against the evasive feeling.
But from that wonderful day, I have not let down myself in all that I accomplish.
Nothing feels better than to break free of clouded thoughts to see the light of truth


Forever and always I swear I will never turn my back on love.
Love cannot turn its back on any person, only he or she can turn against it.
Patience is a virtue that we all must learn, but learn on our own.
Life is my greatest value, and my newly acquired love enhances it more than mere words can tell.

I give this poem to any one who reads my words as a gift.
Although the reader(s) may not learn of the importance or morality in this,
My fervent hope is that they will be enlightened to suede from self-doubt
And finally be able to see the dawning of truth in darkness.