I Wear Words
March 24, 2017
I wear words like a second skin
That I may quietly slip into when,
I am attacked from the outside in
by a world that makes me afraid to live.
March 25, 2017
I wear words like a new coat of paint
On my wall of regret and undeserved blame,
Stripped bare of old paper like an open wound
I am most vulnerable in this crowded room.
March 26, 2017
I wear words like an armor over my bones
Chainmail stretched thin across sinew and stones
Keeping my skeleton from desecration
But paralyzing the imagination.
March 27, 2017
I wear words like a king's wife wears a crown,
Proud of the power; but soft when speaking loud.
Meaning what you're saying without saying what you mean,
Leading with the strength and vulnerability of a queen.
March 28, 2017
I wear words like an extra large shirt
Hanging down to my knees as though it's a skirt
Draped loosely around my edges and curves
I am thankful for the space to grow and to learn