When I’m feeling overwhelmed by emotion – whether it be of the positive or negative kind – poetry is my outlet.
I’ve spent my entire life like a wallflower – standing on the side lines watching the world go by and trying to keep myself in the dark, locked away. I didn’t want people to know that I was standing there; that I was battling; dying inside.
Now that I’m beginning to open up to the people around me, I feel constantly overwhelmed by anxiety and fear because I’m finally revealing myself and risking vulnerability. However, I am also simultaneously overwhelmed by love and shock – shock that these people still love me irregardless.
This is a poem I swiftly whipped up a few minutes ago and I’m so excited by it I had to share it before I go off to bed.
The title is pretty self explanatory…. what we see as the ugly is what makes us real and therefore more accessible to the people who love us. I hope you find this as touching reading it as I was writing it