Storytime
It's time
I realize that now
I wasn’t ready before
Not like I thought I was
I was only forcing the inspiration
The urgency
The need
But that was only the preparation
Now it is real
As I have become more open
The experience
The reality
The thoughts that overshadowed it
No longer secrets or unmentioned screams
No longer journals of diary entries and buried poetry
They no longer have a mask to hide behind
I had fear before
Because it was so personal
I was scared to be so vulnerable
In front of strangers and judges
Who think I’m in it for attention
Just the attention
I am a storyteller
Looking for an audience
Attention is involved in there somewhere
But I am not asking you to sit and stare
Please just let me share
The urge is strong
The need is strong
Stronger than ever
I have heard the cries others
That just need to know
They are not alone
I know the feeling all to well
So even though the fear still lingers
I know I can't grasp it
Instead, I pray
That I don't go voiceless
And I break through all suppression
May those who need the words
Find them as they need them
I should follow my own philosophy
Everyone has a story to tell
One that must be heard
I have encouraged others to listen and share
So I guess it is about time
I dust off the words I have written