Helplessly left outside a billion-dollar hotel.
Addicted to torment and despair.
But how to help?
If all I do is care.
Too late to reverse inaction.
Stuck in the same cycle of bloody clothes.
Blessed with worldly compassion,
Rise above the darkened past,
Echoes of the same unwarranted excuses.
Accept that you deserve all the love and belief.
Kindness to the self before giving it to anyone else.
Until you see your infinite worth, I fear that nothing will change.
Picture the sand and the sea, and us — finally free!
