Be Me

I use to sit here waiting to titter like a child
waiting to smile like the sun beaming over me
waiting to feel the dance of a warm imbrace around me
and all I felt was bitterness and axiety
tapping angerly into my bones
facing dangers of a heavy heart
that beats pounderous among
the shallows of its containment
and I was tired..
I was tired of moving so swiftly for them
and forcing myself to linger under a lamp
that burns me inside out.
I was forced to dance with strings
holding my arms up and my head down.
blood dripping down my heart and unto the
place I called my home.
But I ripped my strings this time
tore them from my body and walked away..
no more love no more being someone else
I will be me
withdrawing from them for the very first time..
I will be me