Enough of Heart

A Poem about Self Worth

Am I enough?
And just how many,
how much
must I seek out

to finally know,
to uncannily slow
and open to hear,
eliminate this fear;

it's in my blood.
Has it always been?
And forever more
must I ask

for more,
more confidence,
more esteem,
more worth.

Am I enough?
Am I worthy
of love?
Must I keep

myself in,
keep searching outside
for answers
hidden under boulders

I can't climb.
I'm too small,
they're too big,
it's all too much

for my small seek;
am I enough
of the stuff
we get to call life

is for the living
and I'm trying
and I'm dying
and worth hangs off

my sleeve
where my heart
holds home
and gets stolen.

Am I enough?