You thought you needed this rope to keep you grounded, to keep you chained to the past as a memory, as a protector.
This kept you from taking risks, from kicking against what you do not want.
You are invisible, hidden.
Break the glass. Cut the cord. It’s not your salvation.
Find your perfection through your imperfection.
Let out your sounds, let them hear your voice, shine this light into the reflection so that it can shine back.
It’s not too late to breathe, to speak, to exhale, shout, and smile.
Let the torch guide you as you create, as you live, as you thrive.
