This aching in my head.
This screaming in my ear.
These words cracking against my teeth.
They are all for you.
They are the words you gave me.
The words from the pain.
The words from the hate.
Words from the years I couldn’t say a thing.
Today they come.
Today they give light to my darkness.
They begin to live in others.
They begin to shine truth on the past.
My words. My pain. My life.
Your Beloved Author,