Self-Esteem

Brilliant flower
load me up
load me down
until i slip some
i swallow some
then see the sun

i’m inside everyone

Won’t you allow it in?
so we can be ourselves
here you said you’d love
to die some; to try some
here’s everything but
not my precious love

It’s for everyone but
not for myself

I am the brilliant flower
so load me up
so load me down
until i slip
inside a human coma

it’s inside everyone
is who I am.

:: 01.03.2024 ::

My Re-Write:

SELF-ESTEEM

Self-worth, a bud unseen,
Craves sunlight, craves to bloom,
To unfurl within, pristine,
And chase away life’s gloom.

A whisper in each breast,
A secret, shyly kept,
It yearns to be confessed,
No longer bound, inept.

“Let me inside,” it pleads,
“With open hearts we’ll stand,
Embrace the truths that seeds,
And blossom hand in hand.”

Love’s nectar, rich and pure,
I offer, yet refrain,
For self-esteem’s allure,
Must bloom unmarred by pain.

Though all can claim its grace,
It’s mine, a hidden fire,
A fragile, sacred space,
Where dreams and hopes aspire.

So tend the inner bloom,
With gentle, mindful light,
Let self-worth find its room,
And rise in morning’s might.

For who we are within,
A sunlit, fragrant dew,
Is where true joy begins,
Forever fresh and true.

This, in the heart’s hushed chime,
Is self-esteem’s sweet call,
To blossom into time,
And conquer shadows’ thrall.

:: 01.03.2024 ::