I dare you to ask for a fight –
don’t even tape up your knuckles,
don’t even pull on your gloves.
Just take a swing,
instead of bracing
for someone else’s battleground;
just stop being
part punching bag
and part sparring partner –
that is not holy,
that is not a miracle,
that is thirty pieces of silver
in exchange for yourself.

I dare you to stop listening
to that voice in your head –
the one that sounds like your father,
the one that drags you back to hell
whenever you start to feel
happy, whenever you dare to breathe
the word free
stop praying with the fervor
of someone else’s lies.

I dare you to master the art of bravery.
I dare you to have to have faith in yourself.
I dare you to say yes to what you really want.

Let love be a radical becoming,
let it burn in your heart
like a falling fucking star, counted out
for every willing time
I went through hell
so that you wouldn’t have to –
we always wish on things
that burn pretty,
and these flames, I wore for you.

I dare you to pull the rust from your bones
and remember who you are,
pull the ripcord,
write a letter to yourself
inside that prison –
stop refusing to believe in miracles,
because you are one.

Be a bar fight,
a broken bottle,
a thrown chair –
stop letting someone else
start a war
with your own weapons.

Stop apologizing.
Stop acting nice.
Stop wearing the blame
like broken wings –
you were made for this.

  1. February 5, 2014 at 8:29 pm

    this. is. real and raw.

    • February 6, 2014 at 5:53 pm

      this was the hardest/easiest thing I’ve written in a while. thank you so much for reading and commenting. I appreciate it. 🙂

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