Something is building up inside me. It's there. Just below the surface. Some days I think I can almost see it. It is reaching up. Struggling to reach the light and be free. Should I set it free? Or suppress it?
I am afraid of it. But it brings hope. Hope of change. Something different. More than just the status quo. More than what I am now.
When I catch a glimpse I see the edges are razor sharp. It brings pain. I know that when it reaches the surface it will rip through and burst free...but it will not be a quiet change. It will be a violent transformation. With casualties.
I know what it is. It is me. My true form.
She is hiding but she grows restless. She wishes to see the light and be free.
Soon. I shall set her free soon.
When I am prepared for the pain of revealing her. When I am prepared for the changes she brings and the losses she will bring to my life. When I can accept the freedom she promises me.
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