This Burning,
This Passion,
This Fire,
This Pressure in my chest.
It Builds
and Towers until this odd and almost
Unwelcome feeling presents itself.
I want to take it out,
Hold it in front of Me,
That glowing orb.
I want to analyze it.
Peer inside.
Witness what it beholds.
Yet this is not a physical witness
Anyone can Attest too.
Nothing that can be held.
Except me.
It is Me.
That is You.
Waiting to burst forth and be
Freed.
Maybe that is why you can already feel it Me
l
t
gni
Away,
The Burning Pressure,
Receding.
That undefined ache of your Soul.
Finding Breath
Do not hide it in.
Mix of Excitement
And Fear
As you grow to let it
Shine.
You will Feel Better,
Empowered.
Confident and
Fine.
Take that Glowing Orb.
Allow it to
Light Others,
As you know you should,
Have.
Will
Can
Do.
In small.
Growing ways.
Planted the Subtle Seed,
waiting to receive
Nourishment.
Being alone
Surmounts this feeling
Becomes Encompassing.
No Escape,
All Fear.
Not knowing where it's coming from
Or why it brings me Tears.
Do not like being stuck,
Feeling Stuck Here.
It is always possible to Remove Yourself
In Fact,
Several different ways.
Constantly remind self that
Presence is Desired.
Have trouble feeling Welcome
Hate Hiding in the Corner
Finding comfort in it's
Cold,
Tired Embrace.
Longing to Step Free.
Climbing the Confidence Ladder
Through the Maze of Hate,
Around the Thrashing Waters of
Deceit.
Quietly,
Heart Screaming,
Some will fall away.
Evidence of False Need
False Friend
Be wary of turning into Foe.
Scared to Lose,
Fear Gaining,
Not Living.
July 29, 2013
**Edited August 3, 2013