Please Read Me

Illustration by Nayda Pirela

“One of the hardest things in life is having words

in your heart that you can’t utter”…James Earl Jones

I’ve been silent for so long. Buried somewhere

Deep inside myself

Feeling hurt, pain, rejection……..seeing but

Never being seen

I try to reach out but often being stifled by

The memories of not being received – disregarded

PLEASE READ ME

I need that connection that produces energy,

That light that starts somewhere down deep

Inside me that energizes into the brightest

Illumination ever.

I need to be seen by someone.  I want to know……

I yearn for someone to experience that very

Essence of me and how I move and breathe and

Become.

My soul cries out…..PLEASE READ ME,

Please study me in such a way that I can say

Things that I never say out loud.

The secrets of my soul are begging for freedom.

I want to be cleansed of guilt and bad memories.

Feelings I thought had dissipated resurfacing

Much too much.

I want to know what it’s like to live with that sense

Of assurance – not as a fraction, but a whole – to

Live unafraid

I need somebody to read me and know that what

I am IS valuable.

Tired of feeling unnecessary…..tired of  being an

Afterthought…….a “by the way…..”

I want to be that exclamation point – not a

Parenthesis (something easily taken out without

Changing the meaning of the sentence……)

I want to be the story in all CAPS, BOLD

PLEASE READ ME!!

Don’t put me down before the end.  I want to be

Enticing, intriguing enough to stimulate that thirst

to know more….I want to be that cool satisfying

Drink you long for after a long walk on a hot summer

Day….

But for all those things that I want to be, they mean

Nothing if I can’t be all those things to you.

PLEASE READ ME……., AS I READ YOU!!