LITTLE BIRD

I think of how many times I have destroyed myself to be right here in this moment.

I once made loneliness my home.

I made myself a beacon of tragedy

I see my part.

Go ahead.

Make fun of my bleeding heart.

Aching.

From the ashes of my past, I arose in flames and I…

Brighter than ever.

The many that I have severed do not compare to the ~now~ that I’ve strung together.

My Faith has become the very wings that carry me.

For love is the only thing that tethers me…

To this Earth.

There was a time that I had despised the very thought of waking up.

Apathetic to another day.

I thought if I could become someone no one cared for.

It would just be so easy.

I hated to be loved as I was because I despised myself for having the thoughts.

The thought.

But, I do not let the past haunt me anymore.

I do not shut the door on my past.

I keep the door open.

I let that inner child run in and out whether they track mud in or not.

I embrace them.

I kneel on one knee and meet them at eye level and tell them that they are worthy of all the good in the world.

All of the ~love~ in the world.

The love that tethers me to this very place may even be the wind beneath my Faithful wings.

Today I fly higher than what any substance could ever take me. 

I neglected this little child for so long that they became unrecognizable.

The flames of chaos are all they knew.

And it is better I teach them right now than risking a chance of never.

That they are not alone.

For we, are always together.