Gold In Your Belly (poem)
I couldn’t sleep.....
A couple nights ago....
wide eyed blinking...
All night long....
So instead I wrote....
Inspired by this poem....
By Christopher Poindexter.
Words:
The goal has been to be trusty, vulnerable, and truthful with words....
I have surprisingly, and quite clumsily, face planted.....
Directly into a phase
where I get to choose to become my most authentic self.....with actions and words,
The strings are being cut....
The hooks are coming out....
The masks are peeling off.....
We all have them....
Masks....
The things we put on, to cover up, all the parts we want to change....
Or hide.....
Or forget away....
So many layers.....
so much peeling.....
Tearing out the hooks.....
leaves gaping, open wounds.....
And I am eager....ready.....willing.....
Rip.....Rip.....Rip.....
Out of the wounds, there are words.....
That want to spill over the split....
Words that haven’t been said....
That want to be said....
(to you, and you, and you)
and to you too.....!!!!
The words burn fierce in all the best ways....
Sometimes, there is no choice...
Sometimes, instead of saying them out loud...
I write them.....
Or at night when I can’t sleep.....
I whisper them into the breeze....
Or put em in a song.
“I’m not going to die with forgotten gold in my belly.”
you might read them....
you might feel them.....
and you might not......
You might like them....
You might not.....
You might even hate them....
Like, really hate them....
no matter.....
I make a choice.....
to choose the good ones.
Words, that is.....
As deeply as I choose to love....
Even when it can feel arduous, or intimidating to do so.
teaching yourself.....
Over and over again...
to be brave......
To say what is in your heart....
To tell someone how they made you feel....
The small observations, and gestures in life
can easily go unnoticed.....
the things we don’t appreciate.....
or say.....
everyday.....
That would make someone feel....
That much better....
So today...I’m reaching out
to your sweet and tender heart....
To tell you......
It’s going to be ok....
It’s going to be ok....
It’s going to be ok....
Yup, I just know it.....
And if someone hasn’t told you in a while.....
even if I don’t know you all that well....
You are loved so much more than you even know.