March 24, 2019
I have been waiting for that surge of energy
An embodiment I guess
A relief from numbness
Something that says that I am alive
I thought it was the weather
All the greyness and moving about
Exhausting sometimes
But then I realized
That it had nothing to do
With a sunny day
That what was missing
Was me
When I say
To myself
To the world
That I am present
I am here
That I have a preference
And it is mine
That no one can tell me what to
Think, feel, be
That I can love who I want
That I can do what I want
That I can set anxiety aside
That I don't have to please others
Because others are really never
Ever really pleased
When I can look in the mirror
And feel it in my bones
Freedom
I can live my life
The only one I have
And feel alive
In my own
Skin.