Heart On My Sleeve – One Shot Poetry

always thought I was an open book

heart on my sleeve

every thought and emotion splashed

across my face and skin and voice

too open

a facade

now learning to open the true text

authentic, raw, real, unaltered

fear tears at my gut

shame nips at my heels

who am I to want

to try

to be

to create

enough

digging in excavating truth is messy

scary

devastatingly freeing

terrifyingly empowering

heart ever on my sleeve

(One-shot poetry is where I challenge myself to write first thoughts with minimal edits meant only for spelling)