I can’t hide any more,
This vibrant light
In an unraveling basket,
These careful words
behind a veil of denial.
I can’t breathe in this closet
Boxed with untruths,
This box with four walls:
Walls to keep me safe,
Walls to shield me from disgrace,
Walls to emulsify me,
Crucify me,
Clamp me down,
Keep me tethered,
Keep me roped ,
Keep me sheltered from the sun and rain.
Let me have the courage to be vulnerable,
To know that truth should not be feared.
And if people should hate me or disown me
Know that in my time
I am okay.
Let the sun beat down on me
So that I can absorb the heat.
Let angry words rain
On my cracked soil,
Pelt, and pelt, and pelt in torrents,
and where every drop falls
Striking my heart, my skin, my soul,
Let me feel the courage,
To be vulnerable,
To prepare the soil, to plant the seed,
To finally speak the truth.
