In your eyes

a poem I wrote when I realised how fortunate I am to have him love me.

In Your Eyes


I hate my self-the likes of which no one knows,
I cower in the dark depths of my mind,
Hidden in a place no one will find.

I love my self when I look in your eyes,
For I see what you see, a big surprise.
When you look back at me there is no despise.

You love me and I thank the Lord up above,
Cause I want to know peace like the sweet little dove.
I hear my words the way you must and I know my thoughts are just.

I hate myself but you love me strong,
You give me a place to belong,
Therefore I love my self because you love me.