Freed

Before the closet breaks

and door split in two

before the lights turned off

and walls enclose this freedom

I'll hold my tears

I'll bite my tounge

and let these words

bleed

and let these words

wander

like a hurricane.

All the remnants

of midnight whispers

will rise with pride

and fragments of secrets

will reform like it was meant

to be sang by voiceless

memories

left untouched.

sharps will fall from

enraged mouths

and hurt this beating organ

inside my ribs

eyes will stare

in full digust

and make me feel

so low and unwanted.

for I am something

undefined-unknown

my emotions are taught to be

somewhat cursed and sinned

I am freeing myself

out of my own rope

this love that I have

glows more than the afternoon sun

It will blind those who are blind of truth

but I will remain glowing

and my light will let me live

like its my first time to be alive.

-abrilata