My Love is the Answer

Dear Self,

From swollen womb to present day

Your love has been in a bad way

Beaten, broken, branded at the head

Your love has been given to minds that are dead

In sorrowful hearts, hollow inside

You have chosen to let your love reside

Your love is all knowing, It treats others well

Those captured knew not that it was your love to which they fell

Your love is worth fortunes, one smile brings great wealth

But your love is given to everyone but yourself

Away from the masses, that’s the only time you rest

Tears in your eyes, hands around your neck

After toothy grins and abdomen straining laughter

You look inside yourself and there is nothing left after

Staring in the mirror at the window in your room

Peeling off the mask behind which all your sorrows are strewn

You need bright guidance out of the dark

You need a voice to shout from the heart

So you must break the chains from which you are bound

Because your love is the light

And your love is the sound

Love, Yourself

Please.