You are a beauty not of love nor lust but yearning,
But of those who deserved to be free,
But needed to struggle for that given.
Let no one,
No man,
No woman,
No means of disrespect,
Rob you of the love you’ll endow yourself,
If only you saw a glimpse,
A mere peek behind the veil of delusion,
And saw yourself as wholly individuated as your really are.
What a wonder you bring,
Carelessly and effortless,
Despite how ignorant you are of your own worth.
Ego would have you self-aggrandise,
Erect monuments boasting your glory and tear down others,
But you are no that,
Cheap and easy and mired in bitter pity.
You can stand steady and tall,
Without the supports of narcissism,
But know it comes not from material value,
Nor conflated superiority.
It comes from the miracle you are here,
To be and exist,
In your moments upon this Earth,
So kindly spared for those around.
If you trust others are not blind,
And they mean what they say,
Then you may be comforted,
If only for a second,
In the respite that you deserve to be.
#HI
About the Creator
Conor Matthews
Writer. Opinions are my own. https://ko-fi.com/conormatthews


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