It is these moments,
when we realize our lives are not
our past,
or our mistakes.
It is these moments,
that the shadows of our weakness come out
after hiding in light
to dance with us in the dark.
It is this moment now.
I am dancing in my bedroom;
It is 2 am.
My resilience grows as I claim my body back
in the same place it was once taken away.
It is this moment now.
I let go of the broken pieces of my beautiful skin,
my splitting ends,
and my feelings for you;
and just for a moment:
I am free!
I am invincible!
I am still here!
And this is my space!
It is 2 am,
and right here, right now,
I dance.
My feet slide
My legs kick
My arms wave
My head flips
My hair flows
To the rhythm of a song
playing in my mind.
“Rooted from the bottom, bloomed into a tree Took a little while, now making leaves”
It is these moments.
Where I can feel the skin that belongs to me.
I can smile without guilt in the darkness trapped
Between my bedroom walls.
I am invisible,
But I am free.
