You wear a cloak as big as the sky
right over your bright and clean eyes.
It veils your world from all the good and
every opportunity is a shadow.
Every word is muffled.
You wear a cloak in fear–
because you learned that hiding
was a “good” way to persevere.
But all it does is choke your name.
All it does is deepen your shame.
You wear a cloak and call it a cave
to avoid the world and avoid the pain.
But you were meant to see and speak,
just like this, just by
sharing and exposing the truth
of what the cloak really is.
Your shining eyes were meant to see
and your heart was made to love and feel.
Oh darling, you were made to give.
You were made to be heard and live.