Comments about Dominic Ewa
I Forgot To Love Myself
The insatiable urge to make things work
The heavy heart that greeted me at dawn
The pain and agony of battles fought
All because I forgot to love myself.
Love is sweet, so they say
I misunderstood, loving everyone else
Hoping that I will be loved in return
So I forgot to love myself.
It could have continued all of life
But for a realisation of starving self
Crying out like a drowning soul.
Something was missing, I just didn't know “what”
Determined to find “what”, I dived within.
Nothing was missing; I forgot to love myself.