Freedom Of

It’s such a relief to know

I can say exactly

What I want to say

To you.

I need not wrap my words like packages,

Fussing over ribbons and bows.

My thoughts aren’t delicate.

I can throw them against the wall

Or drop them down the stairwell

And they’ll reach your ears just the same.

I can sob or scream or

Whisper

And you’ll know what I mean.

In the moments I am with you, my soul can breathe.

You free me so I can be exactly who I want

And need

To be.