You force self worth on me,
but dear, I assure you I can do without it.
Should a blade love itself
because it glitters under the sun,
when it also wields the power to cut flesh?
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Anxiety and Things that Shatter
Poetry"Anxiety, you are lightening and a thunder only I can hear. In my despair, you wear an intimidating smile like a glittering stretch mark on the skin of the horizon." Cover by @DeathsDarkSoul
Self Worth
You force self worth on me,
but dear, I assure you I can do without it.
Should a blade love itself
because it glitters under the sun,
when it also wields the power to cut flesh?
