Free My Soul
Showing emotions,
shows weakness.
At least, so I was told.
I cried,
Silently and unseen.
I seethed,
a smile on my face
A façade –
To detract from the wicked light,
the one that burned in my eyes.
Always smiling,
I tired.
Needed to scream,
but not a clue how to howl.
Pen in hand,
Eyes closed
I traveled to my sanctuary,
Opened my box of secrets
Let the words flow.
I was free.