Thank you for reading the things that I write
Thank you for hearing my voice
The things that I say are hard to swallow sometimes
I know
I’ve swallowed them whole
I’ve tried to keep them down
For years and years and years
But now I cannot hold them in anymore
I vomit them out
These words scream and shout
The truth that can’t be contained
Like acid they burn
These super harsh words
At the pit of my stomach and deeper
My soul has contained
These words in my throat
Silent I can no longer remain
I’ve been given my freedom of speech
Permission to preach and to cry
The truth must be told
Town criers must be bold
The fear out there is growing bigger
My mission to be a beacon
A light of hope for the seekers
The way out of madness I must show
I’ve been there before
I know all about that whore
That harlot that rides on the beast
I’ve fought her and conquered her demons
It wasn’t that bad
I’m out now so the hard part is over
It’s your turn to run
I’ll hold your hand, hun
And the flashlight to light up the road
I’m here to support
I’m here to hold hope
You can get out like I did
Just go