Naked, untamed, unlimited.

Resigned to life’s unspoken pressures,

The looks of disapproval and disappointment.

Confusion that arrests my ability to overcome,

Fear that cripples my inner strength and capabilities,

And Words that damage me even before they are spoken.

Naked, untamed, unlimited.

Oblivious to the power that rests in my mind and hands,

Ignorant to the bliss that lies within seeking more.

More than what I know and what I have been told.

The truth to my life does in fact begin and end with me,

At least in my mind, my safe haven, my utopia, my soul’s Soul.

Because it is there my truest self and intentions dwell.

Naked, untamed, unlimited.

Until I realize the true meaning of these words,

Until I respect the child within who deserves Life’s chance and promise,

I will remain in the jail of my own creation.

Clothed in the lies that I tell myself, Lies both inherited and self-imposed.

Tamed and sheltered by my world and the people in it.

Not dreaming bigger for myself and attaining what is actually meant for me. Limited to the lies I have bought about power, the quiet and loud kind of power that inhabits my temple, which is my soul.

Naked, untamed, unlimited.

Life is in fact more than what I make it, it’s what I make of it.

I build, fail, try to understand, Cry, radically accept, and march on. I am human after all, sacred and holy human, it is by nature I rise and fall rise again, but it is by choice I am VICTORIOUS…so here I am,

Naked, untamed, unlimited…exposed.