Worth

I continue to feel drawn

to women in this or that way

not so much triggered by the carnal

but I still seem to hold them as

the holders of the answer

the ones who can free me

from my undying addiction to them.

like I once believed them to be

without me knowing it.

they do not know, my child.

they also seek and worry and are lost.

there is no answer to be found in them.

no pity or ultimate answer

they can bestow upon you

to quench your thirst

for worth.

worth is not bestowed

it is only hidden from us

unbeknownst to us and to doer

when I once believed

that something was wrong with me

because others thought so.

believing in peer-pressure truth

can quickly yield false results.

worth is not granted

it is innate

remembering this may take a lifetime

but remember I must

lest lost I remain.