i hope my words are strange and wondrous,

like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,

so that we can all stop and

listen

would you see me the same way?

if i were to tell you my story,

in all its honest failures,

would i disappoint you?

would you take it still and love me for me?

my fear drove me to bury it deep.

fear of judgment, fear of a lack of understanding.

but maybe its time to face these terrors,

and to show you these demons.

because of them i am stronger than ever today,

and this makes me,

unclean to clean.