You don't have to be silent anymore,
I am here for you.
That multifaceted string that once stitched your lips together, can now be removed.
That silence no longer defines you.
With your finger tips slowly remove that string.
Each small hole that was the product of that string can now breathe.
You can breathe.
Breathe in,
Breathe out.
Let the air enter your mouth,
Make its way down your throat to your lungs,
And back up,
Exhale.
Create a path for healing.
Let healing manifest itself in your mouth.
On your tongue.
Feel your tongue.
It's been a while since you have.
Use it.
Name your pain.
It's yours.
Have a conversation with it.
See it,
Bring it to life.
Let others see it.
Don't be embarrassed.
It doesn't define you,
IT IS NOT YOUR FAULT.
That violent violation that your body had to endure was not your fault.
That violent violation that your mind had to endure was not your fault.
Your scars can now be healed by you,
Emotionally, spiritually, and mentally.
It's time.
It's time.
Re-construct that pain,
Make it into love.
Make it beautiful.
You don't have to be silent anymore.
That silence no longer defines you.
Let others see you.
Let others hear you.
Let healing manifest itself in you.
Just breathe.
A Poem By: Giselle Bonilla
