SELF

Women Who Give Away Their Power

And why it’s never too late to get it back

Your heart is a gift you share with the world. (Image on CANVA)

Her currency —
valued by the market
of a man’s attentions
plummets
in his absence,
rises with a text —
digital breadcrumbs
to keep her playing
a sum zero game

Inside is an
apothecary of power,
only she is too blinded
by the illusion of safety
found in all that
glitters

But —

What shines in daylight
is gone
by nightfall,
vows
founded in fear
ferment,
choking
the spiritual blood flow
to the soul

This poem was inspired by several beautiful people in my life who contodrt who they are to please or win a man's affection.

In “the chase” to acquire the attention of another, we often lose ourselves in the process.