Self-Loathing.

I made you cry
and laughed at your tears.
I gave you nightmares
and called you crazy.
I fed you fear
and insecurity.
I hurt you
and lied to you.
I stole your smile
and belittled you.
I judged you
and held you in contempt.
I poisoned you with alcohol
and tried to kill you with drugs.
I called you fat and ugly
and ruined your relationships.
I mocked you
and said you were born to fail.
But I was wrong.
So very, very, wrong.
You were never any of these things, my lost child.
Without direction you were like a rudderless ship, sailing in circles, searching, always searching, for a safe harbour.
Crazed with pain you crashed on shore, broken and hopeless.
Drowning, you cried out to a God – you never believed in.
In your darkest hour your cries were heard.
The little flame you were born with, re-lit.
Your hunger for a life never before lived, granted.
That day, you were re-born.
You should have died
instead, you thrived.
Under his care you blossomed.
But more importantly,
you learned never to solely trust me, again.

Sincerely, Your Mind.