To Now See

The narratives we tell ourselves as children give us 

nightmares or sing us to sleep. 

And I see you

wild innocent thing

who believes meekness

is gold and dreads what 

in you 

people see. 

So listen

hear me now

there is no shame 

in mistakes

to break open

parts of you

most desperate, 

hungry

(I accept you)

okay. 

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