My shadows come out
They are something I could do without
Fragments of my soul released in to the ether
My voice shakes but I speak my truth, it’s now or never
Who are you? They ask
THIS is who I am I reply
Why would should I be afraid when I tell my life story?
No matter how sweet or no matter how gory
You only fear if you mix who you really are with an event
No matter how obscure within each encounter a hidden message is being sent
So I rip off all these layers and bare all these wounds
because really now what is there to lose?
I know for certain that I am already whole
So go ahead and bear your soul…
(Fear is False Evidence Appearing Real after all)