Thursday, March 8, 2012

The Passivity Within Me


Learning to let others love me
Means learning to love myself
Learning to let my voice fly free
To see my own inherent wealth

For a light shines deep within my heart
Sometimes strong, and sometimes dim
But I choose how much of it I impart
And how much of it is hidden within

Too long I have lived in bitter night
Hiding the flame of my soul
Afraid to leak even a tendril of light
For fear I will break and no longer be whole

Many times I have blown out my own tiny flame
The darkness suffocating, eternal and violent
In the hands of the hurtful, I lay all the blame
Their actions leaving me broken and silent

Not realizing my pain came from deep inside
Or that I was making their words my reality
Smothering my light, in the dark I would hide
Afraid to grow or to see the totality

I've hidden in this place for most of my life
Unwilling to confront it, unable to see
That the truest source of my anguish and strife
Is the passivity through which I believe in me