from within


Why compare me to others?

Does it truthfully matter?

Why say there is a dozen

Who understand you better?


A hundred you say dreamed

Of stepping into your ring.

And I compared you to the wind

In the treetops whispering.


Your ‘wants’ and your expression

You say are beyond my reach…

Was my ‘worth’ to you measured

Only by what you could – preach?


Empty words, those comparisons…

Farewell, Mortal Heart, God speed.

I will never allow anyone

To love me the way – you did.


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