The truth is never pretty
but it must
Come.
Out.
your words are bare and intimate
when they come through
do not clothe them..
so once nourished and nurtured and loved,
i told my voice, it was safe
to come out.
You must speak so that all those who are still held prisoner by their memories, their scars, and their mindset, will see that there is a different way to live life.
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I was raised to be still
to be silent
to play small
to be anything but what I am.
Until the day I began to raise myself.