I wondered about self, and thought,
How can I bring self to know self?
It’s the outer that shines and beams
with smiles and good talk, walk
on pavement steps so high to climb.
But who is listening inside?
Who hears the heavy heart that beats?
With matching sticks that thuds with
the feeling of fear and heartache.
Pounding back to the ground in chains.
Held captive by its own calling.
Self, fights to be free, frustration wins.
A longing to search self and pull self, back.
Lost and forgotten, that’s how
I try to search for self to find out what it wants.
But who validates self, when the mind is
falling to pieces of self-destruction.
Pick up the pieces they say when it’s only dust.
I told self I love you.
That’s where it began. I saw chains broken,
hands that pulled and tugged at self’s heart
to damage and manipulate it. Let go.
Self, became aware of it’s worth.
Self, was able to go inside self and mend the
wounds of brokenness, lack and unworthiness.
Self-esteem was the driving force as it sore high.
Self, found its place of comfort and wasn’t going to
trade it, not even with self-pity.
It took some time to figure out self.
Self, shines like the golden sun,
and smells fresh as the ocean breeze.
Self, climbs and conquers her path as
her journey is bright.
Self, soars like the eagles in flight.
Self, sings as the echoes of life strengthens.
Self, dances to waves that crashes on sea shores.
Self is home and will not be moved.