I will speak my truth no matter the consequence.

All those little lies
I’ve told myself
and others–

all those strategies
and coping mechanisms
the little dances I’ve done

–each one a little death
killing a part of my spirit.

For the sake of what?

Safety? Ha!
Security? Ha!
Being liked or approved of? Ha! Ha!

What image to uphold save the one in the mirror of my soul?

No more lies.

Only Truth.

the man playing the harp
basks in stillness
as the world races by