There’s something in the wind. 

Swallow me whole

Take my soul 

And leave nothing but the cage that’s kept my beating heart from spilling out onto the floor. 

I would rather be engulfed by words of criticism 

Stoned by the judgements of others than bite my own tongue or withhold my truth. 

Bravery is but an easy facade to build 

And I shall send it smashing to pieces with the vulnerability and honesty 

Of a real human being. 

Something stirs within–a soft light, faint glow of hazy hope 

That gently whispers 

“There’s change in the wind.” 


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