It seems my frankness makes some frigid 

Where others it keeps warm

Where some shy away from darkness

Others’ comfort is in storms 

So instead of fearing judgment

Misunderstanding or distaste 

I’ll focus on my kindred spirits  

When one goes, one takes their place 

For I no longer seek attention 

From wherever it may come 

I seek a closeness and connection 

When held together – or – undone 

And the thing is? Understanding 

Often comes from deep within 

If some don’t feel it, I can’t force it 

Won’t drown what’s underneath my skin

For the sake of others’ comforts 

To be liked or to belong 

I haven’t changed much, just more honest 

I was silent for so long 

Sometimes we have to free our losses 

With love and kindness. Grace. Respect.

Give them wings instead of clinging

To that with which we don’t connect