Because I Am

I will not heal my thoughts
with the mind that created them.
The lies are suffocating.
I watch the illusions slip through my hands.

Be who you are. Unlock your potential.
The words echo in empty rooms.
What do they even mean?

In stillness you can breathe.
You are safe to swim inside your soul.
To wander.
To be curious and observe.

A small flicker. A flame.
It shimmers quietly in the corner of the room.
I lean in.
It illuminates my pensive heart.
It whispers for me to soften.

I swim inward to the ventricles of my beating heart.
The rhythm lulls me.

Thump,
Stop performing.

Thump,
Find what is meant for you.

Thump,
You must create.

My left hand softly opens.
Ink stains my palm, proof of life.

I do not fully know who I am yet.
But I am willing to find out.

I overflow.

Because I am.